“Okay, so who’s Mike Miller?”“He runs the White House Military Office. If he can’t do it, he’ll know who can.”“Well, stop talking to m... and call him. Bring him on in when you find him. Thank you.” I hung up and started making some notes about what I wanted to say tonight. I didn’t want to talk for a long time, and it wasn’t the place for anything legislative, like a State of the Union Address. I needed something uplifting and patriotic, something that would let people know we still had a. The side of the room nearest the door contained stage props galore. There was even a Pirate ship from “Peter Pan” and a row of costume trees from “Babes in the Wood”. Fascinating though these things were; it was the opposite side of the room which set Joes inquisitive mind racing. There were two large four poster beds separated by a small table which held two ice buckets each containing a chilled bottle of champagne. Suddenly rapid footsteps could be heard approaching so Joe quickly covered. “Slowly.” He muttered annoyed,“Yes master, apologies master, it’s just has been so long since we have tasted your glorius cum.” The beautiful Dravithian slave whispered.Gauri glared at Miringko, the other slave stopped sucking their master’s balls and returned to gently kissing them.Khalim put his diary down and sighed, he still couldn’t get her out of his mind, he had somehow managed to study, his latest spell was still a mystery to him, but that’s what the mage liked about research. Finally. I threw him a towel and waited for him in the room, posing sexy on the bed. 150 euro I said… waiting for his reaction….what?? he was confused. I said yesterday mister C paid for you, I am an escort and now you need to pay me! He said okay and took his wallet out of his pants and gave me 3 x 50 euro. I put the bills on the little cabinet next to the bed. I whispered in his ear: if you make me cum twice I give the money back to you… What about mister C he asked… Mister C is bussy, he will not be.