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By: Da Sissop
Date: 2/13/99 9:25:52 AM
# Replies: 2
"Ah can't buhlieve it's finally over." The president stood by his side of the bed and pulled back the sheets.
"Congratulations," Hillary said without looking up from her book, Women Are from Venus, Men Are from Uranus.
"Hill," he continued, "once again ah would just like to express mah sincere regret at not being completely forthcoming about mah improper--"
She glared at him and gestured him silent. She sharply flipped a page and returned her attention to the book.
The president stood still for a moment. Then he giggled and removed his bathrobe, and tossed it onto the chair. "Lookit what I got, hon." He stood grinning.
Hillary looked at him, and looked down at his heart-decorated boxers.
"Cute," she said.
"Yeah, they were a gift from-- " He hurriedly got into bed and pulled up the covers. "...Uh, Vernon Jordan."
He tossed and shuffled a bit, finally coming to rest on his side, facing his wife. "I love ya, hon." He raised himself up on one elbow and planted a kiss on Hillary's bare shoulder. He noticed her breathing becoming more rapid. "Are... are you all right?"
"Oh God, I can't do this any more!" In one swift flurry she threw the book across the room, ripped open her nightie and rolled herself on top of the president. "Fuck me! FUCK ME! You're a GOD AMONG MEN! You're AMAZING! Oh God, FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW!"
This was shaping up to be the greatest President's Day weekend ever.
Response #1
By: Seventh of Seven
Date: 2/16/99 3:23:30 PM
a good yarn, but you forget that the president wears briefs, not boxers.
Response #2
By: The Sorcerer
Date: 2/16/99 9:00:58 PM
You learn that during your stay in DC? :)
Sorc'(Rev)