Patterson takes me around the concert hall and shows me all the work they've done. There are pictures showing the progress and I'm shocked at what it looked like before. Patterson is so passionate as he speaks and I find myself asking tons of questions. This is something I'd never heard of and didn'
"Good evening, everyone. Sorry about that back there, but Lance Rich and another member of his family are not welcome in my buildings or in my presence." Patterson speaks loud enough for everyone to hear and the crowd goes so silent you could hear a pin drop. He pulls me against his side and brings
A few months later..."What do you think?" I ask Patterson as he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me. I've finally finished putting the last touches on the tree. I'm excited to spend this Christmas somewhere that I actually want to be. I'm both excited and a ball of nerves because I want
I sigh when we pull apart, looking forward to coming back home and we haven't even left yet. "Danielle," Patterson warns. We both know where this is headed. It isn't unusual for us to miss a date night because we end up in bed."Then let me get my coat," I sass."I'll get your coat." He takes my han
Many years later...I stare at my wife as she hums to herself softly, gazing out the large window to our backyard. Her fluffy red robe falls off one shoulder as she stirs her coffee before taking a small sip and setting it down.Already my cock jerks, wanting me to move closer to her. Neither he nor
Sloan is the president's esteemed daughter, so you can imagine how stuck-up her life is. Expected to behave a certain way, talk a certain way, move a certain way to not jeopardize her father's position, she's unhappy, and has had it up to her throat.When the newest member of the Secret Service show
He's nothing like the boys I went to high school with. Everyone was so proper and stuck up. Everyone was considered well bred, and it only made me yearn for a simple life free from that. I wanted the life I grew up with as a young girl living in Tennessee. Before my dad became governor and then bega
"You all right?" My dad steps over, and I think he's talking to me, but his eyes are on Ford. I glance back to Ford and see why he's asking. The white button-up shirt under his black suit has a blooming red spot on it and is beginning to spread across the material."Oh my god." I move closer to him