The bills passed quickly; they wanted out of town fast. All of them were brushing off reporters’ questions about the outcome of the Iranian ploy tha... they had been duped into playing a part in.Thursday was Thanksgiving dinner at the White House. It was a joint dinner with the Presidents and Vice President’s staff and family. My mates and four little ones were sitting at the table with the President and his family. I worried about the two boys - they could get out of hand - but they made us. "Fulfilling such a request would be nothing but her and the other ladies' pleasure. First, thought, he needed to be prepared.Dimillah took a vial of Elixir from her pouch, grabbed the boy's limp cock and poured some on it, started rubbing it in. She grinned at the lovely feeling of his cock hardening in her hands. She particularly loved the look on a boy's face which inevitably came at this moment: the humiliation and helplessness over having no control of the most intimate aspect of his own. ‘Thanks wimp,’ Thomas spoke, ‘Your wife and I worked up a big appetite.’ ‘You’re welcome,’ I mumbled. ‘What was that cocksucker?” Thomas barked. ‘You’re welcome, sir!’ I said almost shouting. ‘That’s better. Cathy tells me you are pretty good at building stuff, is that true?’ ‘I do okay, ‘ I answered. ‘Well today I want you to build an access gate in the fence between our yards.’ ‘Can I ask why?’ I said. ‘Well you either build it or you can explain to your neighbors why I am always. They were all staring at my chest."Um..Hello..this is the girls room" one of the older boys who had a small mustache laughed and said "Nuh uh, this is the boys room and girls arent allowed in here unless they play boy games" boy games?" I asked "whats that?" they all smiled and nudged each other and laughed and the boy with the mustache stepped forward and grabbed my chest, his hands were rough and hot through my small pink t-shirt, I could feel the heat , even through my sports bra, I shivered.