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Chapter 1 I have been a member of AFTD since my high school years. I was born the fifth child of nine. For that reason alone, I would not get much notice. I had a strange name. I was Steph. My parents were tired of normal names and came up with names that could be male or female. In my case that worked, because no one could tell for sure if I was a boy or girl. When I dressed in boy's clothes, no one noticed me. When I dressed in girl's clothes, I was noticed but no one seemed to care. Since I had plenty of hand-me-downs from both of my older sisters and both of my older brothers, I had a lot to choose from. The teachers could never remember who I was so they just ignored me. I was never a problem in class and I got excellent grades so no one noticed me. I finished elementary school and junior high. By that time, I was beginning to be noticed when I wore a cute dress or blouse and skirt. If I wore jeans, no one cared. I was just beginning to develop breasts, yet I had a tiny penis between my legs. By the time that I was in high school, I was 5 ft-4in, and I weighed 90 pounds and I could fill a B-cup. But with makeup and my hair brushed out, the guys were asking me out on dates. I decided that most of the time I would wear very feminine clothes, makeup and feminine hairstyles. I think that my Mom and Dad had forgotten that I was supposed to be a boy. Life was just too busy around the house, I was never one to bring attention to myself, and so I did whatever I wanted to do. Going out with good, looking boys was a thrill. At last someone noticed me and wanted to kiss me and make out with me. It was also cheaper for me, since the guys loved to buy me things and take me out. I soon realized that I was a natural flirt. I also enjoyed the power over boys. The power of sexual desire is great power if used well. They wanted to "go all the way", but I stopped short and made them fully satisfied! I girl can get a lot of mileage out of her hand and sometimes her mouth. The boys were putty in my hands. I dated two or three guys and let them all know that I just wanted to have fun. When the Senior Prom came all three of my current boyfriends wanted to go with me, so I went with all of them. We had a great time and I wore them all out on the dance floor and in hidden places all over the after Prom party. The other girls always laughed and giggled when I told them about my ways with the guys. It was time for graduation before we all realized. I had several scholarship offers because of my perfect SAT scores and my interest in science and engineering. It certainly helped that I was going to be a female in the mostly male bastion. I picked a well-known smaller engineering college. I had worked as a waitress for years and I had saved enough to get started with living expenses and would get a part-time job as a waitress. I was now 5 ft-7 in tall. I weighed 112 pounds and was 34C-21-35. My hair was a bright red and my green eyes held men in a trance. If I fluttered my eyelashes and pouted a little, then guys would do anything for me. Instead of being a waitress, an agent saw me and decided that I could make a lot of money as a model. Once school started in the fall, I had nearly every weekend, vacation and holiday filled with modeling. I enjoyed my engineering classes. I was taking a heavy load of physics, chemistry, math, mining and political science. I was excellent at all of these things and had straight "A's". I was making excellent money as a model. I was getting national exposure by the time that I graduated from college in May of 2001. I had begun to watch the way politics were going. My friends were sick of me telling them that bin Laden was a threat to the US. My Dad was an office manager for the FBI. He was somewhat disabled from Viet Nam. He had a very high security clearance. But he had a deep secret that only I knew. Since I started college, I had been reading high security materials warning of some kind of terrorist attack using planes. After Bush and company stole the election of 2000 and the neoconservatives had added to their power in the 2002 election, I began training to be an operative in AFTD. It is the Americans For True Democracy. We wanted a new constitutional convention, a democratic distribution of the wealth, national health insurance, and a government much more accountable to the people and the rule of law. We had information arms of the organization to spread the truth about the wars and the manipulation of the administration and the sell-out to the large defense and military contractors. It was very frustrating that the main media was unwilling to print or speak the truth and that the Democratic Party had caved in so badly. As an operator in AFTD, I was to prepare whatever I thought was necessary to save democracy in the US. If and when I did act, I was completely on my own. No one approved or disapproved of any potential action that I would perform. Since I believed that the neoconservatives would steal the election in 2004, I was looking at a very deep and big action. In the meantime, I needed to make a living and make a lot of contacts. So I agreed to become a top model full time. I had the look that many were looking for. I had a perfect figure and breasts, just the right size. I had a hot, pouty face with wild, red hair. I had the walk and the talk. Men and women noticed me and wanted me or to be like me. In short, I was Hot and Fresh. I got to meet some of the most powerful men and women. But everyone treated me as if I did not have a brain and would not understand a thing they were talking about. I was never far from my laptop where I could record word-for-word what I heard, who said it, and when they said it. Powerful executives escorted me to lunch and dinner meetings. Other pretty women were there to prove that these guys had the right stuff to have the most beautiful women around. My escorts did not care at all about sex. Having me in their company was a sign of power. As it became more and more clear to many people that the administration had lied and sold out to the powerful oil and defense contractors and that the troops' involvement in Iraq was never going to end, I became more and more aware that the 2004 election was a wrap for Bush and company. I fifteen states the fix was in. If Bush won with about 24% of the eligible voters in 2000, he could now win with 24% of the actual voters in 2004. Votes, just like Florida in 2000, would disappear and be electronically erased or altered in 2004. It was now 14 months from an election that would seal the fate of the US. I could see what was coming. I gave anonymous tips to people in AFTD. I'm not sure if they had the information or not, but I did not want to blow my cover. Being one of the most noticed women in the world also meant that no one took me seriously as smart enough to know what was going on. I hoped that would give me the advantage that I needed. I had an apartment in Washington D.C. It was a three, bedroom suite that was paid for by one of my biggest clients. In the evenings, I would go out to parties with Senators, Congressmen, and high administration officials. I met an Under-Secretary of Defense. He was single and thought that being seen with me would enhance his position. So he often escorted me to these "evening work sessions" called cocktail parties. He even gave me a pass that would get me into the White House whenever I was to pick him up. After some time no one even gave me any security check. I would talk to the guards, the Secret Service personnel and servants in the White House. The guys enjoyed my visits since I was always at the top of my game. I wore the hottest outfits that I could find. One evening while I was waiting for my date, I met a Secret Service agent. He name was Nancy. She was complaining about find an inexpensive place to live in the D.C. area. She was tired of driving in from Virginia. I said that I had an extra bedroom in my suite that she could use. She looked at me, and her face changed. I had seen that look before. When women looked at me that way, I knew that they wanted to get into bed with me. She recovered quickly and became all business. She said, "How much rent would I have to pay?" I gave her the look and grinned. I said, "The suite is free to me from a corporate client, so I would not charge rent. We could work out the other bills in a fair way. I hope you don't mind living with someone like me. In my home, clothing is optional." That did it. I gave her my phone number and address. I asked her when she would be off from work and she told me 11 PM. So I told her to drop by and check it out. The Under-Secretary came out and after a peck on the cheek, we left. The evening was quite interesting. I found out many of the details regarding kickbacks to the administration. Kickbacks at this level seldom were for cash. Everything had a quid-pro-quo. I'll give you an exclusive contract for this pipeline, but you will give my father's company a new office and warehouse complex to deal and sell military equipment. That was the typical deal made that evening. I made coded notes of at least 50 deals that evening. When my date asked what I was writing, I told him that I was bored with what they were saying and making my shopping list for clothes and lingerie. I asked if he would like to come and watch me try on some Victoria's Secret outfits. He smiled and said that he would rather see me someplace alone with only those outfits on. I giggled and said that it could be arranged. I pointed out the letters; "SP" which I told him meant sheer panties. (But in my code it was "secret pipeline!") The party was breaking up around 10:30. Roger wanted to come over to my place for a drink. (Which meant a quick hand job or blowjob!) But I told him that a potential roommate would be dropping by. However, we could use the time in my car as I drove him back to his apartment for a "little fun." I could get him to his apartment, excited by my hand and sucked off in 20 minutes; and I did. I was home and in a baby-doll outfit when Nancy rang my buzzer. I let her in. I was wearing a sheer robe over the nightie. Nancy came in looking tired, but once she saw me, her nipples became erect. I took her jacket and helped her remove her revolver. Then I invited her into the kitchen for a drink. She asked for a vodka martini. I brought her the drink and asked if she would like a little kiss. She put out her arms and I let her hug me and we kissed for a few minutes. She was obviously butch. I took her hand and led her around the apartment. I had a large round bed in pink with feminine ruffles all over the bed and pillows. Then I showed her the large tub and shower in my bathroom. I showed her the extra bedrooms and matching bathrooms. The living room looked out over Washington. It was a beautiful view. I had dumped the robe when I showed her my bathroom. "Nancy," I said, "would you like to take a shower? We are very close in size, I could give you some of my new, unused nighties and lingerie if you would like to stay the night?" Nancy responded, "Would you join me for a shower?" "Finish your drink while I fix you another and will join you in my big shower in a few minutes." I was naked before I entered the bathroom. I put down her drink and slipped into the shower right behind her. I reached around and hugged her and put my head against her's. She turned and kissed me with a lot of tongue. We washed each other and then I knelt in front of her and began to lick her pussy. Her clit jumped and so did mine. I had gown a full pussy, but my penis was still there but small enough to pass as a very enlarged clit. We dried each other off, and I led her to my bed. She was ready. We made love as if we had never-ever done this before. After about 6 mutual orgasms, I lay in her arms and sucked on her larger breasts. "Steph," she said, "this has always been my dream. This is the first time that I have let go and done what I always wanted to do. And over the last year, your pictures are all over my room. Today, when I saw you in person, I knew that I wanted you. My heart was ready for you in mille-seconds." "I knew, I could see it in your eyes. But you quickly hid the look, but I could smell your arousal and hoped you would come and let me seduce you. Can I assume that I will now have a roommate/lover?" My sucking of her nipples and fingers in her pussy had her so stimulated that her response came out in a high C. "Yesss!!!" Her orgasm was so strong that she shook and then shivered and fell asleep hold my head against her pussy. Once she relaxed, I moved up the bed and pulled some satin sheets and a comforter over us. This was very comfortable. I knew that I would have to be on guard with her, because I already loved her and could not let her in on my plans. I gave her sleeping face a kiss and drifted off to sleep. Chapter 2 I woke before Nancy, took a shower and fixed some breakfast. I carried a tray with the food on it to my bedroom. I put the tray on a table and gently woke Nancy up with kisses and a finger rubbing her clit. She had a small orgasm as she woke up. She kissed me and rolled me onto the bed. "Well, beautiful lady, we could start the day with a love session, but your breakfast will get cold." Nancy suddenly noticed the tray of food with scrambled eggs, English muffins, juice, sausage, and coffee with cream and sugar on the side. Nancy said, "I'll take the food now to have some strength to make love to you!" So I got up and handed her the tray. While she was eating, I put on some panties and a bra. I asked, "What time do you have to be to work?" "I get my briefing at 2:30 and then start at 3:00. Today the President will be on the road, so my duties are light." "Do you get to travel with the President?" "Yes, we rotate every month. That way we all get experience and get some down time at home every other month. The pay is good and the outer security is so great that most "unknowns" are kept at a distance." "Does the President and other people treat you like you are not there and say what ever they want?" "Why do you ask?" "Well, I date some of the administration, and they act like I am either deaf or totally stupid! They seem to make plans that may be crimes or really immoral when I am around. I have become very disillusioned with what seems to be going on!" "Oh, I know what you mean. We on the secret service are sworn to secrecy. Even if it sounds illegal, we must ignore it. I would suggest that you try to ignore it also. Otherwise, I think this administration would kill you!" "I thought about it. Besides, I don't trust the media. I have dated some of those journalists. I believe that they are on the take. No one seems to have any morals. I figure that for my safety, I will keep my mouth shut." "Wise girl!" "As soon as you are finished, you might take a shower and look for some clean lingerie in my drawers and look for something you can wear to work today. Our maid will be coming in about 30 minutes. She comes in three days a week from 9:30 to noon. I pay her well and give her little gifts to make sure she is honest. She knows that if she asks for some clothes or lingerie, I'll give it to her if I don't plan to use it soon. When I model things, my contract says that I get to keep everything except unique designs. So if you see anything you like just wear it. Know can we talk just a little?" "Sure what did you have in mind?" "Nancy, I really enjoyed last night. I would love for you to move in with me. We don't need a commitment right away or ever for that matter. But I would love to have you in bed with me all the time. I have never enjoyed such a wonderful night and I already feel like you are home." "Wow, Steph, I have had a fantasy about you for over a year. I feel so at ease and the sex is unbelievable. I could move in this weekend. And with a few things from my old apartment, I could spend the rest of the week sleeping with you. I don't know if it is love, but for right now it is certainly more than lust." "Wonderful, do you want me to call a mover for you?" "Okay, but I do not have any furniture. I have clothes, a computer, some bags and some other personal things." "Great, you can help me shop for some things for your office. You can have one bedroom for an office and storage. I use one room already for an office. I still have plenty of room in my closets to give you plenty of space." About then the door bell rang, I opened the door just as Louisa was about to unlock the door. I introduced her to Nancy my new "roommate." Nancy took a shower as Louisa was stripping the bed. Louisa looked at me and smiled like she knew that Nancy was more than a roommate and she approved. I went into my office and checked the messages. My agent had called and told me that I had a modeling job for the next two days. And Sports Illustrated wanted me to go to Bali for two weeks for the swimsuit issue shooting. Cosmopolitan wanted me on a cover for the Christmas Issue. I called Rudolph back and told him that all of those jobs were okay. We talked for a few minutes. Then he asked me if I was in love. I asked why he thought that and he told me that I was suddenly mellow and happy for no apparent reason. All I said was that he had guessed correctly, but keep it quiet. I went out to find Nancy getting dressed. She had found one of my most conservative suits to wear. She looked great in it. I did my makeup and then helped Nancy with her makeup. I made some subtle changes to her appearance and increased her already beautiful face. She was amazed at how different she looked with a slightly different color and some lining her eyes and lips. I told her that "Rummy" wanted me to have dinner with him at a fund-raiser. So I would see her around 6 PM. As soon as Nancy left, I went to my office and worked on the next package that I was going to assemble in the White House. Every package was designed to weigh about 25 pounds and would easily plug into the previous packages. Rummy was most people's nickname for Rumsfield. His wife was tired of these fundraisers, so Rummy liked to ask models out. Technically, it was not a date. I still got my standard fee. Of course, the government was paying for my time through my agent. I liked the deal especially with Rummy. He thought that all women were stupid and only good for a few things. He liked to brag about what he was doing to bring about the New American Century. I sure sounded like a new empire to me. I always kept a tape recorder in my purse to catch all of the brags. He was to pick me up at the White House. So I brought my next package to install at the White House. It was getting cool in the evenings so I wore a light jacket. I always went to the ladies room and had a way to climb up to the ceiling and plant my device. I would have preferred to be picked up at the Pentagon because I still had many more packages to connect there. Rummy was a little late but it gave me a couple of minutes with Nancy. Since I drove a hot little Porsche, Rummy would come with me. No one would expect him to go without his Limo (which always went to these events so he could leave anytime!), and I never went the same way twice. The meal was poor as always at these Republican events. The few remaining Democrats knew how to throw a party. But the conversation was very interesting. I, of course, had to look bored. This night was about the new electronic voting machines that could be hacked into and would record what ever vote the party wanted it to show. This was proof that the Neoconservatives were not going to allow the next election to depend on a few stolen boxes of ballots and one or two states to steal the election. The real reason for this fundraiser was to get untraceable money for the job. This party was a bit unique because I know that Rummy was getting cash gifts for the project. Each envelope had 100--$100 bills in each. I know because when Rummy dropped a bunch, I knelt down putting my hand on his crotch and picking them up for him. One or two envelopes just happened to fall into my purse! Rummy seemed to appreciate the minor hand job, but this night was definitely more about secret money than possible passion. Rummy whispered to me near the end of the party. "Tonight we just assured election of President Bush for at least four more years!" I whispered back, "I thought that Presidents could only run for two terms?" "You are so beautiful, but you don't understand how easy that will be changed!" "Okay, how long does he want to be President?" "We want him to be President just long enough to finish our work here. The American people don't know what is good for them, but we have it all planned out." "Well, just so long as I get to come to these parties with powerful men like you! I was hoping to meet Mr. Powell her tonight, he seems so nice." "Darling, he is not going to be with us much longer!" "Oh, my gosh, is he seriously ill, is he going to die?" "You are so cute and sexy when you are this na?ve! Don't worry your pretty little head over Colin." I had noticed that I did not see any men of color at this party, except as busboys. This was a "good-old-boy" affair. At about 10 PM, Rummy told me that he needed to go home in the Limo. I could see why he was not going home with me. The duffle bags of cash would not have fit in my little car. I think each bag must have held $2.5 million dollars. And I had just seen the 10th bag disappear. As each man gave Rummy an envelope or two, I would say, "It's so nice to see you tonight Mr. X!" Thus making sure that my recorder would keep track of the donors. I left about 10:15 giving Rummy a little kiss on the cheek. I got home in plenty of time to down load the recorded conversations to an encoded CD. I put the 20 grand in a special safe. I sent an encrypted message to the lawyers at AFTD and then got into a sexy nightgown to await Nancy. She got in at 11:30. She was smiling and seemed in a good mood. She came over and gave me a kiss and sat down beside me and started fondling my breasts. I reached up her skirt and touched her muscular thighs. I asked her why she was in such a good mood. She told me that she got home much faster now than the drive to Virginia. She smiled and then said, "But really I couldn't wait to get home to you and get some of that fantastic sex!" Soon I had her clothes off and we made love right there on the couch. One good orgasm was enough to take off the edge of our desire. We walked together naked into the kitchen. I had a small steak and a twice-baked potato all ready to cook. So I started the steak on a small grill, put the potato into the toaster oven and prepared a quick salad and two glasses of white burgundy. "Steph, why do you date those guys in the administration? Do you need to be with guys?" "Nancy, I'm going to tell you a little secret. I get my full modeling fee when I go out with these guys. And I get a little extra with the older guys!" "You do? How much is your normal fee?" "A thousand dollars an hour!" "Wow, so you were with Rummy for three hours. That's $3000 just for putting up with him!" "No, for Rummy I get $5000 for three hours." "Who pays for it?" "You and other taxpayers pay for it." "In a way, I am an extra bodyguard. I have been trained in four marshal arts and can kill a person with just two fingers. At forty feet, I can kill a gunman with just about anything within reach, further if I have some of my weapons on me." Which quickly appeared from my hair. Nancy's eyes got really big. "My agent says that he thinks they hire me because I won't kill them while on duty! Maybe that is true." The food was ready and Nancy had already eaten the salad and some bread. The steak was a filet. She ate quickly. I was rubbing her back and kissing her neck. As she ate the last bite, I reached around and fondled her breasts. Her nipples were erect and she moaned as I gently caressed them. I nibbled on her shoulder. She moaned softly. I refilled our glasses and led her into our room. I lit a couple of scented candles and put on some opera. I knelt over her and kissed licked her whole body as I relentlessly moved in a circle toward her cunt. Then I spread her legs and started to lick her pussy lips and down toward her tight rosebud. I moved back up and licked her clit for a few minutes. Then I lay on top of her and put my penis/clit against her clit and began a slow up and down movement. As I heard her breathing increase, I got faster and faster until we both screamed out loudly and both off our bodies shivered in orgasm. Our tongues found each other and so we French kissed. We did not calm down. Nancy got on top and returned the action bringing us both once more to a wild orgasm. Only then could we calm down and sip our wine. Both of our mutual orgasms came just at the duets in the opera reached their peak. Nancy had noted it. We cuddled, whispered words of love, emptied our glasses and fell asleep in each other's arms. This was heaven on earth for both of us. I woke up early and let Nancy sleep. I reset the alarm and took a shower and dressed. I left her a note letting her know that I was modeling for the next two days. I slipped out of the suite, and drove off before dawn broke. When I got to the location, I found my special RV already there. Three people stripped me and went to work on my body. I had one for the makeup, one for the hair, and one for the nails and skin. I listened to several different news sources. More soldiers died in Iraq. The Middle East was at it again. The world hated the USA because of our macho, world-wide behavior. We heard another version of why we went to war and how the people of Iraq loved us and hated us, etc., etc., etc. The Today show brought the dawn and the beat went on. I wondered what would happen the day after my plan would come to completion. I also hoped that I would not have to do it. I loved modeling. It was all about sexy illusion. I would try to identify with the women of the world and let them think for a moment that they were as beautiful and sexy as I felt and displayed. Come and be a naughty like girl like me! Be a saint, be a sinner, be a woman! Accept your power and march to your own drummer! This is what I thought as I played in front of the cameras. I enjoyed my sexual power. Even the gay guys felt it. The models waiting their turn felt it. And we all enjoyed the desire and the tension. It was better than any drug could be. By three o'clock we were done. Everything went perfectly. Photographer's and other models told me that my energy and sexual excitement held every shoot together and people had fun. But those five or so hours in front of a camera, at the intensity that we worked, was exhausting. I drove fast and dangerously to regain some of my energy. Then once home, I went into the big, playroom in our suite and dropped my clothes at the door and got into the hot tub. After relaxing, I got out and went to our shower and used cold water to revive me. I fixed the first meal of the day. It was a fresh fruit salad and some white fish. While working at a shoot, I drink water and munch on vegetables. I put on some panties and a long, cotton gown. I went into the office and built three more packages. Then I was able to relax and took a short nap. Mrs. Bush woke me up and asked if I would come to the Rose Garden and greet some school children from Texas. I asked the time and realized I could just make it if I hurried. So I said yes. Mrs. Bush was a pleasant lady. After greeting the children, she asked me to visit her in her quarters. I agreed. "Steph," she asked, "what do you think of all the things going on in the world because of my husband's actions? I know that the men of this administration ignore our presence and do business as usual around us. But as a woman, what do you think?" Wow, this was a dangerous question. So I thought for a moment. "Mrs. Bush, I have a very hard time justifying what this country has been doing. I am just a simple farm girl from Pennsylvania. Some of these things that the President has been doing, are against everything that I get out of the Bible. I always thought that Justice, Peace and Caring for people should be the top priorities. But money, power and forcing other people to do what we want seems to be the real priorities of this administration. I hope that I am not offending you by talking this way. But this is how I feel and think." Mrs. Bush started to cry. I went over and sat next to her and held her close to me. I said in a whisper, "I'm sorry." She managed to stop crying. "It is not your fault Steph. Everything that you said is what I believe also. I try to stand by my husband for the love that I once had for him. But I have begun to think that my husband is about to destroy the nation. If he gets elected, I am going home to Texas and hope that he will stop. I will not even attend his swearing in ceremony. But I think he is drunk with power worse than he ever was when he was drinking and drugging." Then she changed the subject. "Steph, there is a rumor going around that one of the Secret Service agents, Nancy, had moved in with you. Is that true?" "Yes, she was looking for a place here in DC so that she would not have to drive so far each day." "Steph, I have also noticed that she looks much prettier that before and much happier. I you responsible for some of that?" I read the look in her face and said, "I hope so. She is a wonderful person and I think we get along very well." Mrs. Bush smiled. "I will not ask any more questions, I hope the two of you enjoy!" I took my leave and reminded her that she could come over and talk privately with me any time. As I was leaving, I saw Nancy. I whispered, "I think the first lady approves of our relationship. I'll tell you about it later. Later when Nancy came home, she was more curious that ready for sex, so I told her about my conversation with Mrs. Bush. Before I could get to her tacit approval of our relationship, Nancy jumped in. "Now I understand about some of the shouting and yell between the two of them just before the pre-emptive attack on Iraq. And at other times she would cry whenever news of more children killed by our troops and the cluster bombs! I don't think she trusts any of the President's men. She wants her security staff to be completely separate from his staff. She appears less and less with him. Wow, I wondered what she thought about all of this. So quick get to the part about her approving of our relationship." So I explained it word for word. Nancy was happy and made a smile and facial expression that was a bit strange. I wanted an explanation. "Steph, Mrs. Bush gave him some children, but I think it was out of duty. There are rumors that she hasn't slept with him for many years. 'Dubya' is too much of a "macho, shit-head to have a woman like that." I was fixing her a meal while we were talking. I had prepared an extra chicken Marsala and only needed to saut? it in the wine sauce and heat up the vegetables and noodles. So I stopped her tirade with food. I gave her a backrub and slowly removed her jacket, blouse and bra. She normally now took her gun off as she came in. When she was beginning to relax, I started to kiss her neck and cheeks. When she was done, I took the rest of her clothes off and after giving her a glass of wine; I led her to the hot tube to fully relax. The hot water and some soft caressing got her in the mood to cuddle. We got into bed and as I held her in my arms, she fell asleep like a baby. Chapter 3 If people looked carefully enough on the internet and/or read the alternative media, they would have recognized the complete and total stealing of America by the Neoconservatives, Large Corporations, Rich and Powerful. But I think that most Americans managed to hide behind their belief in our form of government without taking the simple action of voting. The mainline media seemed to be in on the conspiracy. What I was seeing and hearing on a daily basis was hard to believe. Behind a veneer of Christianity, these men were greedy, lustful and drunk on power. They bragged about what they were doing to women like myself. Some of the administration thought that sex with models and escorts was their right. But those at the higher levels wanted money and power more than sex. Every night after I came home from another party or dinner meeting, I would write down the information and send it to various people to get the story out. Bush's campaign financing was unbelievable. But the secret cash flow was even bigger. I brought the thieves and robber barons out nearly every night. The promise of getting to an almost unlimited feed trough was irresistible to most of these guys. Eventually even the business people who wanted to be honest, started to belly up with the cash. Nancy even noticed it at times. She was getting quite angry at what was happening in front of her eyes, but she was faithful to her oath. In January of 2004, Nancy got her two-week vacation. I had a shoot in Mexico, so I brought her along. I even talked some of my friends into getting her on the beach and she appeared in many of the scenes. Victoria Secrets was using the beach scenes not just for swimwear but for its sexiest lingerie. At night we would go out to some of the finest places to eat and spend some time gambling. Late nights were for romance and dancing and loving. We got each other an engagement ring. I bought her a lot of jewelry and we both bought a lot of clothes. We walked down the streets and on the beach holding hands. Our lovemaking got better each day. We were fully in love and wanted to be with each other forever. I bought a lot of safe international investments. I stashed gold and diamonds in my safe. Nancy and I bought property all over the US and Mexico. I hated to go back home. It had been the best two weeks of my life. Having a beautiful partner with me and sharing my life was fantastic. Nancy went back to work. I wanted to finished with my projects inside the White House and the Pentagon. I had made friends with several of the generals that worked in the Pentagon and they enjoyed showing me off to the rest of the brass. When I was there, I could detect a lot of frustration and anger. So I asked General Wilson about it over some drinks one night. "Jeff," I asked, why do I feel so much tension and anger in the Pentagon these days? I know a lot from the loose lips of the administration, but what is the problem?" "Steph, can you keep secrets?" "Well, if not then Rummy would be in big trouble right now!" "Steph, the ongoing deaths in Iraq is killing morale. The brass has promised the men that they would be replaced soon. But we have made various proposals to bring them home and replace them. But the very top people are not listening. Many of us sense that we are about to embark on even more risky adventures right after the election or the Inauguration next January. We have been secretly ordering all kinds of new weapons and many so-called tactical nukes. The administration is already making up stories to try and convince the UN and our own citizens that a new and bigger operation is necessary. Soldiers always pray for peace. We train with the hope that we will never be needed. But we feel betrayed by our own government." "Jeff, I can tell you from personal knowledge that you are correct in your guesses. I think they are planning to hit Iran and N. Korea at the same time with both conventional and nuclear stuff. I also think that there is a lot of secret money going to develop a secret military force to do the dirty work." Suddenly, I noticed a guy that was watching us carefully and trying to read our lips. So I looked at Jeff and said, let's get up. He did and I acted like we were going to kiss. But I looked around as if checking that no one was watching and I gave him a big kiss with tongue and all. I whispered, "Someone is watching us, let's go somewhere private and have a little sexual fun to throw him off." We got a hotel room nearby and went to the room. I knew that the spy could not get setup very quickly. So I tore off his clothes and mine and let him make love to me with a condom and then after some more pleasure, we went into the shower. Then I told him of my suspicions and what the guy looked like. He had thought that he was being paranoid when he had noticed him a lot recently. "Jeff, I know that you are not married, so coming here with me will not cause a scandal. And thank you for the great sex. But do not say anything unless you have a reasonable expectation that you will not be over heard. Tomorrow if anyone asks you what you did tell them the truth without names! Let everyone think that you and I are sometime lovers. Which by the way could be true if you want!" Jeff just gave me a deep kiss and said, "I will definitely call you!" We dried off, Jeff dressed and left first, I took some time and left a little later. I got home before Nancy. She came in about 10 minutes later. She looked at me and said, "I think that you were out with a guy tonight for more than company." I blushed and answered, "Yes, just a little quickie with a lonely general!" Nancy acted like a teenager, "Tell me all about it!" So while fixing a quick meal for her, I gave her the enhanced version. She had finished her meal about the time that I finished the story. Nancy was so hot that she wanted to make love immediately. She ate me out; finger fucked me in my pussy and ass and then got on top and rubbed our clits together until we both explode with orgasms. We had not even made it to the bed. We lay on the kitchen floor kissing and rolling around. I asked if she wanted to spank me for being a bad girl and she jumped at the chance. I got up and ran into the bedroom and let her overpower me and put me across her lap and give me a good hand spanking on my naked bottom. It just turned me on even more and we made love until we fell asleep contented and exhausted. The next day I got a message from my agent. The Air Force wanted me to do some modeling in Cheyenne Mountain. This was the NORAD control station. They wanted to get some publicity for their work of controlling all of the missiles and guided bombs in the War against Iraq. They wanted me to be there for up to 10 days in February. I quickly said, "Yes!" I had just enough time to get some packages ready to assemble there. Nancy was going to miss me, but she would be on the campaign trail with the President. So it would work out well. I had 25 packages of 25 pounds each ready for final assembly by February 1st. We arrived there on the 5th. I was to wear sexy adaptations of the Air Force uniform and introduce the various men and women in the center. I found plenty of young officers who would keep me entertained in the evening. I was amazed at how easy it was to get information from these young men while sitting on their laps. Of course it helped that I was wearing only jewelry! By the 15th, I had all 25 packages assembled and I knew exactly how to communicate from the outside into the mountain. The young men were so helpful! I knew just how everything worked inside. When Nancy and I got together on March 1st, we had a lot to talk about. She had found one of Bush's aides very friendly and they had spent many nights together. She also had a short affair with one of the other Secret Service agents. But he was married and she found that he was a bit selfish in regard to pleasuring her. I told her about the young officers. None of them lasted more than 15 minutes. And that was counting all the foreplay and undressing. We giggled as we made love over and over. Spring in Washington D.C. was always beautiful. Nancy and I would walk in the parks and enjoy the blossoms. In April, Nancy was on the road again. The White House staff was so confident that Bush was going to win the election that they were already planning for the Inauguration parties. I hacked into their web site and made sure the invites included all of the big donors, especially those who gave envelopes of cash. Even though the fix was in already, the Democratic Party could not find the right course. They were so afraid of telling the American People the truth and let them make the decision. Criticism was extremely muted. The Bush administration had openly done so many things that could have gotten Bush impeached, yet no one touched it. It looked like Dean, Kerry and Gephardt were about equally balanced. It looked like my private actions would be necessary. Nancy and I talked on the phone every night and recounted all of the events of the day. It appeared that the poor, unemployed, underemployed and uninsured people were restless and making themselves very noticeable. It was getting so bad that Bush was thinking of pulling away from the campaign and acting very Presidential. And of course pulling the extreme danger of Iran and Korea card for an excuse to avoid getting too close to the people. Nancy told me that Bush was so ignorant of mood of the military, that he was planning on doing some special homecoming parties and greetings for the soldiers that were finally coming home after replacements. I actually hoped that he would do this. I figured that one of the soldiers might just put a bayonet into his belly and shove it up into his black heart. But the secret service and the top generals convinced him that it would not be a good idea. So he came home to the White House at the end of April and said that he was too busy as President to do anymore campaigning! By May 15th, he was leaking information about North Korea and Iran developing many WMD's (weapons of mass destruction.) Of course the Intelligence Community, did its own leaking of info that neither country was actually doing anything of the kind. But the true believers. Who still thought that Iraq had carefully hidden huge quantities of WMD's, took up the mantra of war against those two countries. The polls were at widely different readings. The Republican polls said that Bush would win 51% to 49% against any Democrat. The Democratic polls said that Bush would lose by a wide margin to any Democrat. I knew the truth. On the first weekend in June, Nancy and I eloped to Canada and got married. We promised our fidelity and love. We both had enough experiences with guys to know that we wanted each other. We had very similar beliefs about politics as now practiced in the White House, the environment that was obviously about to destroy life as we knew it, and about family. We had decided that we wanted to adopt children and raise them to live in the simple new life that would soon be forced on us. Nancy had agreed to stay with the Secret Service for the rest of this year and would either leave or get a different position far away from Washington. All of my plans were now ready to put into action. For the rest of June, I had modeling assignments in Washington, New York and Boston. While Nancy was on the road in July, I had assignments in Paris, London, and Rome. I had learned French and Italian over the years. So I understood what the people were saying about the US. The summer of 2003 had made the European people acutely aware of Global Warming and hated the US for not only ignoring it, but making it worse. They hated the US for its immoral behavior by its government and its multinational corporate giants. I was recognized everywhere and they appreciated the fact that I spoke their language. All the Italian guys wanted to get me into bed, while the Frenchmen wanted me to have their babies. But the women were more worried about the future for their children and grandchildren. The women loved the clothes that I wore and the men liked the skin and cleavage that I showed. I was amazed at what was acceptable to show in live fashion shows even though it was going on TV. Americans had to see the censored version. Nudity was acceptable in Europe, but sins of greed and power were to be hidden. In the US it was the other way around. On August 1st, both Nancy and I got back to Washington. Nancy told me about her travels with the President. She was shocked at how he had been acting. She said, "He is acting as if he has no worries about the election. He is absolutely convinced that he and his buddies around the country are going to win! But all of the independent polls say he is going to lose!" "Nancy, I said as we were cuddling, "the election is fixed! But few people will believe it. There have been public warnings that the new, electronic voting systems can be hacked into and can be controlled. The stealing of ballots in Florida in 2000 will be remembered a child's play. I have heard the plans and seen the money. I have been leaking that information to both the mainline media and the alternative media for months. It is ignored in the public realm and not believed in the alternative sites. I can even tell you the exact percentage of the vote nationwide that you will see. I also know that the Supreme Court of the Nation will not hear the case or overturn any lower court ruling that goes against the administration." Nancy looked at me as if I was either crazy or an alien. After almost ten minutes, she said, "this is not a joke!" "I am not joking, I have recordings of the discussions. I have some physical evidence from a secret campaign party. I have access to the administration's Inaugural invitation list and the list of those who gave the secret money. This is the greatest fraud that is being perpetrated in all of history. And no one seems to believe me, I am just a dumb, crazy red-head woman!" "What are you going to do?" "I have two plans. After the election there should be more evidence of the crime, then perhaps people will believe the sealed documents that will be revealed. If the people of the country care enough at that time, then they will fix it. If not then I want to be far away when the administration figures out who gave them the info." Nancy was too shocked to call me on the second plan, so it went by without her noticing. Nancy was obviously in shock. I held her and let her deal with the new information for some time. She began to cry. Her faith in the system and the country had dissolved. "Is our country and system just a lie?" "No, it is a dream that has been fucked by greedy and power-hungry people, mostly men. They want to protect their futures, but don't care about anyone else including any children that they have produced. To use an old Star War saying, they have totally turned to the dark side! And I feel like Princess Leia fighting this with only a hand-held light saber! But don't bet against me." Nancy managed a little giggle. She dried her eyes and blew her nose. "Steph, how do you live with this reality? I feel so betrayed. I feel like the whole country has been betrayed. How can they be so narrow-minded and greedy?" "I let my anger help me to do what I can. I am also philosophical and realize that every generation must face a major test. In the 40's it was World War II, in the 60's it was Viet Nam, in the 80's it was boredom and loss of purpose, now in the 2000's, it is globalization and its attached greed that is intended to enslave the poor and middleclass of the entire world. And now war is becoming just a tool to enslave and control others. How we respond will be felt for the next 100 years or more. The Neoconservatives want an Empire run by the rich and powerful in the USA. We want a world that works together to face the possible end to humanity. This is total war as I see it and will be fought at that level!" "That is very frightening! Please make love to me and give me hope?" With that I led her to the bedroom and began a sensuous massage and a gentle, caring love-making that lasted until the wee hours of the morning. Chapter 4 We both woke up late and started off the morning with kisses and gentle fondling. We wanted simply to renew our feelings of closeness and wonder at the love we had for each other. We showered together and then dried each other off. Then we walked around naked so that we could touch each other and admire our beautiful bodies. We fixed a nice breakfast. We were both blessed with high metabolisms, so that we could eat well and not put on the pounds. I told Nancy that I had my first menses last month. I must have just enough fat to finally have periods. It probably also meant that my male testes where no longer put out enough male hormones to prevent it. Nancy had the day off as did I. We hand planned this knowing that we had been away from each other for a whole month. We had a day of shopping in mind. There are some wonderful but expensive little shops in D.C. After dressing in fairly provocative clothes, we hopped into my Porsche and flew off. The Fall fashions were already on sale and reduced somewhat. Nancy had never been on a shopping spree quite like this before. Since we were the same size, we bought things for us. Nancy had her normal clothes for work. This was a time to buy fun and dress up clothes. We were like two teenagers with a new charge card. We stopped for lunch and then went to a lingerie store. It was more risqu? that Frederick's. We were even naughty and wore some of the more outrageous items around the store. We giggled and by the time we left the store we were ready for an orgy. We went home and did just that. August continued to be extremely hot all around the world. The Global Warming computer models suggested that 2004 would be worst than last year, which was the hottest year ever! I had two major shows in August. The theme was "fashion for the future." The designers thought that playing on the Global Warming theme would allow very brief and revealing designs. In fact the designs were more skimpy that most lingerie of the 90's! Cotton knit blouses with just a tighter knit around the nipple area were a big item. G-strings and mini's were also very popular for the audience (most men!) These were worn with leather sandals that strapped above the calf. The hair styles were either short or held up off the neck. I pranced on the walkway imagining myself as a stripper showing it all off. The only problem was that most women would want extensive plastic surgery before going out in some of these outfits. After the second show on the 18th of August, the designers paid me my full fee for everyday that I would wear one of their creations in public while walking the streets around the capital. I would have a hidden camera following me all the time to see the reactions of people. So for the rest of August and September, I wore the new fashions. Washington remained very hot well past the end of September, so my outfits were able to keep me relatively cool, but I had to put suntan lotion all over my body. The most provocative outfit was a semi- sheer gown in powder-blue with a tiny thong and knit bra in pure white! I had on white leather sandals and carrying a light blue clutch purse. My jewelry weighed more that my clothes! The tourists were shocked and stopped to stare as I walk by as if I did not even notice. If people stopped me to ask why I was dressed this way, I told them who the designer was and the theme of the outfits. This was one of the best marketing tools ever. At the end of September, there was a national TV special using the film from the hidden camera. My agent was overwhelmed with designers who wanted some exposure of their designs. And people actually started to talk about Global Warming, especially since I mentioned that within a few years, I could wear these styles in the middle of winter! The environmentalists asked me if I would wear those styles on Mondays of every week until the end of the year. They wanted to make a big deal out of it. So I agreed without fee. The election was fast approaching. The major media heads had gotten so much flack from the AFTD and alternative news services, that they were deciding on a major program of polls prior to the election, exit polls on election day and expanded coverage on election night. They wanted to prove that they were not biased in favor of the administration. I was happy because I felt that this was working into our hands. So Nancy and I taped the evening news shows and watched them at night. We, of course, found plenty of moments to kiss and tease each other. Each night a new poll would show that Bush was far behind. And Nancy's faith in the system began to revive. The administration kept saying that their polls indicated that of those most likely to vote, that Bush could win every state in the union by 51% to 49%. And of course, the normal version included a statement of absolute confidence in the system and it would vindicate all of Bush's policies and actions! The Private polls were saying that Bush would LOSE by a landslide! On the night before the election, the President got on TV and thanked his workers throughout the country for their loyal support and said that if they did their job we are assured a victory tomorrow! Nancy thought that he must be crazy to believe that he would win this election. It was funny watching my naked lover jumping up and down in front of our big screen Plasma TV telling him how insane he was. But I knew differently and was deeply sad. Since Bush was in Texas on election day, Nancy was able to get the day off. The major networks were covering the election full time. There would be exit polls all day from all over the country. The networks were also planning on starting to declare a winner on the basis of massive exit polls even before the voting ended in California. Nancy was in one of our favorite nightgowns and robe. Since it was only early November, we had the windows open and it was still warm outside. I was in my blue baby-doll nightie. Nancy had a pad with the list of states and electoral votes for each state. By 7 PM, NBC, ABC and CBS were predicting that Bush would lose Maine, Vermont, New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Connecticut, Rhode Island, New York, Delaware, and all the other states along the east coast. Nancy was yelling and screaming, "See, I told you that the system would work and with everyone focusing on this election no funny stuff would happen! I win my bet!" She was so excited. Our bet was that the winner would get to handcuff the loser to the bed posts and give her a spanking with and paddle and then fuck the loser with a double headed dildo. I thought, what the hell it would be fun, so I agreed that it appeared that he would lose. Then the network that we were on said that the President would speak in one minute. So I let her turn the TV off for my beautiful torture and pleasure. Nancy brought out these fur padded handcuffs and put then on my wrists after I was naked. She tied the handcuffs to the solid brass head of the bed. Next she rolled me over and brought out a wooden paddle and she began to spank me. I pretended to beg for her to stop, but she did not stop until my cheeks were entirely red and hot. Then she kissed my butt and tongued my opening as she fingered my cunt. I was already dripping from the pleasure/pain. Then she left me for a moment. She returned and rolled me over. I saw her with this 12" dildo sticking out of her pussy. It was shining from all the lubricant. She got between my legs and guided it into my pulsing pussy. She fucked me over and over as we both had orgasm after orgasm. She passed out first with the dildo still fully inside of me. My muscles continued to contract until I had one more orgasm and passed out. We both began to come around about midnight. Nancy pulled out the dildo and licked my pussy while she presented her's for my tongue. We calmed down about 1 AM. Nancy wanted to rub it in so she turn on the TV. It happened to come up on CBS. The anchor seemed a bit concerned. He said, "While we still believe that the Democrats have won most of the races, the actual returns are showing a much different picture. We believe that once the precincts are all counted, that Bush will go down to a definitive defeat!" Nancy watched in horror as "actual votes" from county after county, showed that Bush was winning everywhere by exactly 51% of the vote. And there were a record number of voters in every state. But the numbers were inconsistent with the numbers counted by the people at the voting stations. One field reporter for ABC said that in the precincts that he had questioned, there were sometimes 200 hundred more votes than people who came into the precincts. Throughout the late night, early morning, there were stories of whole boxes of hand ballots from high Democratic counties that were missing! On closer inspection in the areas with the new electronic machines, the number of extra votes at each precinct seemed to be the exact number of votes needed to overturn the estimated margin of victory for Democrats. Reporters from all over the country were willing to say that this seemed to be the biggest voting fraud ever. But the anchors would quickly say to those reporters that exit polls were not an exact science. And reminded everyone of the Truman victory over Dewey. Nancy finally turned off the TV and came to bed and untied me and took the cuffs off. "Steph, I can't believe that you were correct all along!" This time she really broke down in tears and crawled up against me in a fetal position and cried herself to sleep. I pulled the covers over us and tried to join her in sleep. The next day the entire country was in shock. People could not believe that this had happened to them. The networks were already trying to find a way to explain how they could have been so wrong. By Thursday, there were already lawsuits in progress claiming election fraud using all of the material that I had gathered for AFTD. By Friday there were protests in every state capital across the country. The secret service was told that they were no longer trusted to protect the President, and buses and trucks carried in what appeared to be a private military force. They had a strange insignia. I knew that this must be the private troops trained and paid for by the secret cash. Nancy of course was told that her services were no longer needed as the Secret Service was being "reduced." Colin Powell resigned after the President said that he no longer had trust and respect for the Secretary of State. By the second week of November, the state and federal courts were overwhelmed by the lawsuits brought against the election. Ashcroft declared that the Supreme Court would hear a consolidation of the suits and rule on the issues by December 10th. The Attorney Generals of the many of the states were telling their respective Secretaries of State not to sign the election results because of the obvious fraud. Nancy and I were planning to move to Montana as soon as possible. We had quietly built a huge log Cabin on our ranch in Montana. The movers were called and all of our investments were converted into gold, gems, diamonds and EU's. We did have that $20,000 in dirty cash in case we needed US currency. Under our cabin we had a hidden bomb shelter where we could live peacefully for years. We would become ranchers and have a sizeable farm attached. Once the truck was loaded, we became two men with fake beards and drove out of town. We had sold our cars and would buy some pickups in Wyoming. Five days later we arrived at our ranch. We hired some local boys to unload the truck. We bartered for their help. It was amazing to see these boys work for new, high-powered rifles and a promise of booze. They went home. On the next day we drove to Wyoming and dropped the moving van off at Laramie. We both leaned up and reappeared as two beautiful young women. We paid cash for two F-350, 4-wheel drive, diesel engine pickups with trailer hitches. We drove home with plenty of food. Our ranch agent, Randy, came out the following day, to see how we were doing. He was a nice looking man. We talked about buying a heard of hardy cattle and some good horses. Several ranchers had decided to get out of the business as their children had left and gone to the big cities back east. So we would get a good deal from them and we could get about 4000 head and most of cows should be pregnant. The crews that worked for the old ranchers would be looking for work. We made a fair offer and he would come back in two days with a signed contract. We offered him a steak and potatoes for supper before he left. At dinner, he made conversation with us. "Aren't you two ladies afraid to live alone out here all by yourselves?" Nancy spoke up, "I have military training and a black belt in karate. My partner has black belts in five different marshal arts. We could kill most guys with our bare hands. And if that isn't good enough, we could easily shoot off a guys dick at 25 yards!" Randy replied, "I guess a guy had better ask first before touching!" We both giggled. I said, "Yes. But if we liked a guy we could make him forget the rest of the world in our capable hands." "And mouths!" Chimed in Nancy. Randy nearly fell off his chair laughing. "I think you two will fit in out here and the other people will love you. But the women will surely keep their men away from you!" When Randy drove off, he was well fed and sexually satisfied. That night we put up our satellite dish and got it tuned in. I had long ago broken the codes of all satellite reception and we could watch any station in the northern hemisphere. We were getting caught up on the news. The unrest in the cities and major towns of the US was at a fever pitch. The military was in an uproar because some of Bush's Praetorian Guard were telling the Generals what to do. And Bush was saber rattling again about Iran and North Korea. The Supreme Court was going to give its ruling on the election on the following day. Nancy said, "I suppose that you know what they will say!" "Yes, I believe it was written prior to the election." The next day, I checked out the equipment that would give us phone access to the world. It worked well. Our phone number would still have the Washington D.C area code, but our bill would be paid from a Delaware Bank. My special equipment would also work from here in Montana. It was still in a locked box with a coded padlock. We also checked out our weapons. I had managed to acquire a lot of weapons. I had ground to air missiles that were state of the art. I take down a jet or helicopter before they could launch their missiles. I could take out an M1 tank at 1000 meters. We had night vision goggles and scopes. We could hold off a thousand troops if necessary. And we could log into the spy satellites with ease. And lastly, I had the real black box that the President thought he had and all of the codes! We took time off to hear the Supreme Court's decision. It was a 90-page decision that basically said the President won the election fair and square. Surprise, Surprise! The reporter had the nerve to wonder out-loud about how they could have read all of the law suits and written a 90-page decision in merely five days. He reminded the people that the evidence alone came to 20,000 pages! So the planning for Bush's second Inauguration went on. There was talk of resistance, but it was clearly all talk. In the aftermath of the mock election the Senate would have only 25 Democratic members, all favorable to Bush. The House would have only 100 Democratic members. For the first time every state had a Republican Governor. It was clear that there was no longer a Democracy in the US. It was clear that all of the new Governors, Senators and Congressmen as well as all of the Corporate backers would be at the Inauguration. This was to be a crowning of the new Emperor. And all of the agents of that evil Empire would be there to celebrate. In the meanwhile, Afghanistan was almost totally in the hands of the Taliban again. Our troops were still dying at the rate of one or two a day and the wounded soldiers were not even counted. Gas prices were above $2 again, and the unemployed were no longer counted. At least five million white collar jobs had been lost to India, China and other low wage areas around the world. Rumors of a draft were in the air. And Global Warming was a forbidden phra