“Seriously, we gotta be careful out there today. The current circus over the fucking budget is now officially the longest government shutdown on record," Sheila paused and checked her notes. "Consequently, background checks are problematic. We’ll have to play it by ear and do the best we can. Bureaucracies are mindless creatures with a life of their own. Like any living thing, they require constant care and feeding. Otherwise, they get cranky,” the commander said to collective laughter as she twisted her face and assumed the hunched over pose of Eyegore, from Mel Brook’s, Young Frankenstein. “They’ve stopped feeding the rule keepers because the rule makers can’t agree on a new rule for their budget. Ironic, you think?” Sheila chuckled and shook her head as she continued. “Maybe they’ll sort stuff out in today’s Air Force One Airborne summit, but I doubt it. It’s nothing but a grandstand photo-op. More for cameras than citizens. Do you really believe the President and a flock of Congressional leaders and senior Senators will stay aloft until they Hardcore come to an agreement? I don’t.” “Like three blind mice?” I suggested. “Huh? That’s amateur pretty random, Sky,” Darlene laughed as she burst into song, vaudeville style, “Three blind mice, Three blind amatuer mice. See how they run, See how they run!” my partner pranced in place as if she was terrified. “They all ran after the farmer's wife, She cut off their tails with a carving knife. Did you ever see such a sight as three blind mice?” Childhood rhyme or not, her voice was beautiful to hear. “No.” I shrugged, “I was thinking the three branches of government. You know, black legislative, executive, and judicial," I blushed. I hate it when one of my wise-ass remarks gets lost in the weeds. "They’re stranded in a maze girlfriend of their own construction, and now they’re drowning in their own bull shit. We need a new day and a new toilet. We don’t need the same old crap. Although that’s all, we’ll likely get," I licked my lips and made a face. "Needs salt," I stuck out my tongue. "They better watch out for the carver's knife,” I pantomimed the guy from Psycho and stabbed the air with an imaginary knife as I stifled a groan and pulled out my notepad and prepared to take notes. Not so much as a record of events but as reminders of anything added to my to-do list. Tiffany gasped when she felt his cock touching her thighs. “There’s another door, isn’t there?” I asked. girlfriend “No, why?” Of course it is the clever Ja-Alixxe who realizes she has one last weapon. “Looks like you boys know each other pretty well “Jan said, and then amateur she motioned to Sally to bend down and whispered Hardcore in her ear. She looks down at me. “Remember, Samuel, you can’t black tell anyone about our amatuer relationship or about your powers. I lean in and kiss both of my women. “Worth it,” moaned the girl. Erect, his cock had a slight upwards curve and pointed almost straight up reaching just even with his belly button. “Just go for iiiiit…” A miniature rake falls out of his toolbox and I bend down to pick it up. You should apologize regardless. And so he naturally preferred having sex with other males. She ignored it. How could I stop her? Jim could see that David was sincere and listened attentively, but soon became annoyed he had to listen to the sermon.