I didn't know you worked for the Secret Service," I said, confused. Sarah jumped in and explained."When I was recuperating, I spent a lot of time at t...e White House. Since everyone except, supposedly, me and my parents knew my injuries were not due to an accident, the President insisted I have protection. It was a hassle for the Secret Service to devote agents to that, so at the President's insistence, they simply trained John and Rhonda to be agents. With all the specialized training they went. Since it is a few hours’ drive. We were learning allot about each other. What we liked, music, food, a****ls, etc.We finally arrive at the cabin and toss our things in the bedroom. You wanted to go fishing right away.So, off we go again heading to a remote spot on the river that you found. It was pretty, a lot of trees and shade and secluded. We baited our hooks and set up and tossed in our poles. You were whispering how nice my breast looked and that you wanted to see more.You mentioned that. I bet her fanny’s soaking”.I said “thanks for the offer but I will decline “as I didn’t want to appear too much of a perv in front of Phil. My cock by now was rock hard and needed to adjust myself, so excused myself and got up to go to the loo. As I needed to go through a packed pub I approached a group of ladies I knew a few of them and as I squeezed past them I made sure two of them could feel my cock against their bum cheeks. After making the gents was empty and having a piss I got a. Lilly was the oddest combination of inner strength and emotional fragility I'd ever met. She could be supportive of other people, understanding of their flaws and weaknesses, willing to prop them up and help them move off again on their own. She would have made a wonderful mother. But she couldn't do, or be, those same things for herself. Where she saw potential in others, she saw nothing but hopelessness and failure in herself.I was walking back to the bay one morning after my run, just.