Hopefully things would settle down soon.We were barely in the master suite when Samantha announced, "John, I am amazed at my feelings for you, but I c...n't do this. I won't do this. There is NO WAY I will submit my life to the microscope that being with the Vice President requires of me."While you were in with the President, I watched CNN and saw myself torn to shreds by complete strangers, who THINK they know what a loser I would be as your Press Secretary. Then that half-wit, Wolf Blitzer,. I had just turned back toward the bar when I recognized one of the bank robbers that I was chasing.He was leaning against the bar, and I saw his face in the mirror. This one had a fancy scar running diagonally across his face, and you'd have to work hard to forget that face. I stopped where I was and took a second look around the saloon. That's when I saw the other three bank robbers sitting at a table near the bar. They had no idea that I was chasing them, so they had not reacted when I walked. I always tried not to look, but I’m only human and my eyes inevitably strayed over her bare flesh. Nikki once accused me of wanting to “Fuck the arse” off her Mum, I denied it, but must admit the thought had been the subject of more than one of my masturbatory fantasies.We engaged in small talk for a while, being a gent I asked her if she fancied a coffee. We found a nearby café and took a table. Chit chat included what Nikki was up to now (off with new, superior beau apparently) and why I had. He was older and gray-haired but handsome.Mrs. Harrison might be just what Jake needed, an experienced, older woman who could teach him. He would have to investigate.Normally he would listen in on her thoughts, but he did not bother to even try from where he was sitting near the back of the classroom. This far away, they were just a muted buzzing, mostly drowned out by the mind noises of the students who sat between him and her. No, he would have to get nearer to her first. Then he would be.