MoD wants to know if he will be fit enough by the second week in February to receive it.”“Oh I’m so pleased to hear that,” said Ann a big smil... breaking out on her face. “I know all the girls will be pleased for him.”‘Um well don’t mention it yet as it’s not official until Robert gets confirmation and it still is down to me to say if he’s fit or not.”“Oh course Sir Royston”, said Ann closing the door behind her.He sat back in his chair a rueful smile on his face. Strange he thought, I’ve had. Sandra stood there like a deer caught in the headlights. I had a chance to glance at her outfit. The first thing I noticed was that she wore fishnet black stockings. Her dress was really short, so short one could see the top of her stockings. It was one of those one piece dresses that were mesh material, kind of like the type you put your dirty gym clothes in. I also noticed her hair was up in a ponytail. She was so fucking hot at that moment. I succumbed to my own weaknesses. "Where is Kayla?". Das Höschen war hauchdünn und ein blondes Haarbüschel ragte um das Material herum. "Oh, ich will dieses sexy Ding in Ordnung. Probier es dir aus."Marti wackelte ihren Cheerleading-Rock über ihre Hüften und zog ihr Oberteil aus. Im Gesicht sah das Mädchen sehr ähnlich aus. Martis Augen waren grün, Karens dagegen blau, aber beide hatten lange blonde Haare. Viele dachten, sie wären Schwestern. Marti war kleiner. Ihr Bauch war nicht so lang und ihre Brüste etwas zu groß. Karens waren große C-Cups,. If they realized how much of a nobody I am, now, they might have changed their minds before they have to rescind the invite back in the states.It must have been my lucky day, because Brooks Watson smiled again. “Young man, I assure you that the President already knows more about you than you know about yourself. Don’t worry about not measuring up to some mythical standard to which we hold potential invitees.“The President says he wants to meet you and ask you a question. That’s all I needed to.