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      Chapter 1
     
    Senator J.L. arrived at
the Los Angeles summer home of his long-time friend and chief fundraiser, Danny
Birch at 6 p.m. as scheduled. Danny, an ever amiable and down-to-earth man
blessed with a face quite younger than his real age, was right at the gate to
receive him.
    “I knew you wouldn’t
want to get here a second late. Always right on time!” Danny said.
    “Thanks for the flatter,”
Senator J.L. said. “More so, I am here for a serious business no any serious-minded
person can afford to attend to at a later time,” he joked briefly and followed
Danny into his expansive, beautifully furnished living room.
    On the yellow couch
next to the 46-inch LCD TV sat a lady in what looked like a green brocade suit.
It was her blond hair, blue eyes and golden earrings that sparkled in the
living room’s dull lighting that first got Senator J.L.’s attention.
    “Please meet Miss
Sheryl Lekhov,” Danny briefly introduced her to him. “Well, I think I don’t
need to introduce you; she knows who you are already,” Danny quipped.
    The three of them had
laughed at that joke. Danny soon left Senator J.L. to enjoy uninterrupted
private chat with his yet-to-be super donor while Danny’s wife came over to
serve the duo some red wine laced with squirts of lemon juice. Frank Sinatra
was doing his 1960’s hit song, Ain’t She Sweet on the TV. What a
coincidence!
    “Thank you for coming
out to be part of our wonderful campaign, Ms. Lekhov,” Senator J.L.
appreciated.
    “It’s my great
pleasure, Senator,” Sheryl responded, a friendly smile brightening up her pretty,
smooth face.
    “To be honest, only a
very few Americans can boldly step out like this to support some drastic
changes we are making to American politics,” Senator J.L. begun. “And for those
of you who brace up to support us, we are sure your contributions won’t be in
vain as we work together to create a better future for our kids. My plan, our,
is to revitalize the American Dream that is now elusive for our children and
the immigrants who call our great country their home,” Senator J.L. said..
    Sheryl Lekhov didn’t
speak much as she sat there listening to the Senator’s impromptu political
speeches; she even appeared a bit frightened sitting beside one of the best and
very famous politicians America had ever produced.
    “Due to my busy
schedule, I won’t be seeing you often, Ms. Lekhov. Please feel free to work
with my friend, Danny Birch. He’s been my chief fundraiser for seven years now,
and he is quite perfect at what he does in that regard,” Senator J.L. said,
smiling.
    After a brief ten-minute
chat with Sheryl, Senator J.L.’s driver showed up to pick him for his flight to
Washington. The driver knew it would be bad for the Senator to arrive at the
airport later than expected. He might miss his flight and his schedules for the
day would be in disarray.
    En route to Washington on
a chartered plane, Senator J. L. couldn’t easily get Sheryl Lekhov out of his
mind. He remembered her blue, seductive eyes that squinted periodically in a
way that unnerved him for half of the time they spent together chatting. No
matter how short it was. He wondered why her thin long fingers were so
beautifully manicured that he had had the urge to grab and put them inside his
mouth to lick for some time. And, good gracious, those enchanting curves! Senator
J.L. realized that he would have been considered a pervert, if caught on camera,
about the way he stared lustfully at Sheryl’s well-shaped butts when she walked
across the room to change the TV channels. He had his own description for a
super cute lady like Sheryl Lekhov: a wonderful package! To him, a wonderful
package was a lady with nice flowing hair, attractive facial appearance, curves
that make men dizzy and a voice like that of a Nightingale.
      When his
plane eventually touched down at Washington National Airport, Senator J.L. was
overpowered by a soul-crushing guilt that he