Still a little dazed from the interview, Sarah tugged on some boots. She hadn't really been on an interview before, and she knew the place was rough, so what did she expect? That was what she had told herself to justify the events. Her hand went to her cheek, touching where he had slapped her. "Nothing you haven't been through before." She told herself....
The following story is inspired by the tv show West Wing that aired on NBC in the late 90's and early 2000s. If you are not familiar with the show, then you will not like it but for those West Wing fans, enjoy! This story is for erotic purposes only. ***** President Bartlett had a policy that all women staffers in the white house must have their pussies f...
Somebody Take Me Drunk, I Think I'm Home. Chapter 02 The road to the White House I'd turned down the offer to run for United States Senate from Colorado in the second half of my second four year term as Governor of Colorado. I'd be term limited out as Governor, unable to run for a third term, though my approval ratings approached eighty percent within the...
The woman walked slowly down the halls of the German President’s offices… She had done so countless times over the years… She smiled as she spied the various staff photos from the years and spotted herself. “Shmidt, Shmidt!” a young staffer called as she ran over, “The President needs to talk to you right away!” “Thank you miss,” the woman smiled and kept wa...
"I do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the office of President of the United States, and to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States." Those gathered in the great room in Valhalla remained silent as they absorbed the full impact of the presidential oath. President Crawford had died within two da...
Amber Stahl had covered a lot of speeches in Washington over the years, but had never seen or heard anything even remotely like the lambasting Gwen had just delivered to Congress. She struggled to find the appropriate words to do justice to the situation as the cameras switched from the Capitol Building back to the studio. The red light suddenly lit up and A...
The early May afternoon sun shone through the windows of the Oval Office. President Gene Mastorum sat back in his chair and dozed for ten minutes between appointments. His aides knew better than disturb these quick siestas: between the duties of the Presidency and campaigning for re-election in 2016, his ability to catnap was one of the few things that helpe...
On an unnamed airstrip in Pakistan, the shrill engine of a Predator drone filled the evening air. The sleek oblong silhouette glistened in the sunset as it gained speed and altitude and eventually disappeared through the porous cloud cover. A Pakistani Army sentry followed its ascent with eyes shielded against the pink sky, then "tsk-ed" and returned his gaz...
Prologue A small high school Somewhere in America… Matt Thompson stood at the podium before his fifth period history class, sweating profusely. Today was the day. He looked up at the camera and microphone above the door, pointed right at him. To Hell with Big Brother, he thought. I'm going to tell these kids the truth. Not the crap they've printe...
One week after the 2013 presidential inauguration The committee to elect the next president is forming just outside of Washington DC. They are all meeting in a oval conference room sitting at an oval table. Attending the meeting is, With very heavy ethic accents; A Chinese American woman, A Irish American, A Hispanic American, A Arab American, A Jewish Ame...