I do apologize for my ‘dad part’ coming out like this. “Silas Turner, the President is ready for you.”I sighed, and slowly rose from the blue cushioned chair outside the Oval Office. Gay sex They would either spray over my two red sore globes while I bent over my home office desk, or had me sit in their lap and help them along until it happened.The President however, only wanted a consultation.“Since I was eighteen, sir.” I refocused on the current matter at hand and answered his question, mentally punching myself for saying ‘sir’.President or not, he was still just a possible client, and that was it.Johnston rested his right hand on the Resolute Desk and tapped his index finger, thumping it like a drum which seemed to echo throughout the chamber.“The reason we proceeded with you signing the NDA before meeting me is because my trusted sources,” his emerald eyes flickered toward one side of the room where secret service agents encamped us like unmovable statues, “informed me you were the most confidential in this matter given the cliental you’ve already… offered your service to.”He was right about that. Why do they always wear those?I sauntered forward, second guessing on whether or not to stuff my hands inside the blue jean pockets
