Episode 1: The Secret is Out

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Laying there looking at the ceiling waiting for my alarm to ring I play our relationship over, and over again in my head. How President Griffin bent me over his desk in the oval office and he put himself inside me. He thrusts over and over until we both come. Then takes his hand puts around my neck where he chokes me, while thrusting. I moan uncontrollably. Harder, Harder. 

RING,RING

My alarm goes off. I get out of bed and go to the bathroom. Once i'm there I cut the TV on over my tub to watch my favorite morning show on KNC. "Harper Hill on the Hill." I turn on the water in the sink and pull out my toothbrush. I then pick up the toothpaste. And a news bulletin interjects Harper Hill"Breaking News: There are new allegations swarming that President Griffin has been having an affair with his chief of staff Jennifer Underwood" says Harper. I drop the toothpaste in dismay. What did she just say? Did he just tell everyone about my affair with president? I hop in the shower. While I'm in the shower our relationship is still playing over and over in my mind the first time we met the first time we kissed and the first time we made love. I get out of the shower and I go to my closet. I decide to wear something conservative, black dress with a pair of black stilettos. I go to the Kitchen and pick up my coffee from there I proceed to the garage. As I'm backing out reporters swarm my car. 

I'm driving and my phone won't stop ringing. I decide to not to answer since it might be a reporter. Once I arrive at the White House I get out of my car to proceed to my office. I get off the elevator to go to my office. I am bomb rushed by secret service to the President's office. I tell them that I don't want to see him and they say it's not your choice ma'am. His secretary Karen tells us it is okay to go in. I get to the door and open it. David turns around says "Hi".

Why did you have secret service rush me to your office? I wanted to see you and see how you are. I'm fine now what is your plan to stop this before it becomes to wide spread? What is your game plan. Listen to me Jennifer I am the President of the United States. I don't need a plan, you do. This your problem, you are the dumb southern whore from Georgia who opened her legs for me whenever I asked. So you need a plan more than I do. But I thought you loved me? Do you really believe that. I only said that to fuck you and I did. So this is what's going to happen. You will go to your office pack your things and go home. If you do not leave the premises within 1 hour of the information you will be escorted off by guards and the reporters will be informed. I hate you I wish I never met you. As I stand there and listen to David talk, I feel my heart breaking  as his words pierce me. I'm not whole anymore. Just when I thought  it  could  not get any worse. It turns all the way left. I hear a voice say"well if it isn't the whore who's been screwing my husband"the first lady utters. "Well bitch aren't you going to say something?"

First Lady Griffin. Save it, you country black whore. What did you think I did know you too were screwing? I've been married for to long. Why does your face looked so shocked? I knew so don't try to act fake with I knew you to were fucking. I just want to know how long were you fucking him. I believe it was on the campaign trial. wait no it was when we all meet at our house for the strategy. Yeah that's when i can tell by your face. Say something? I stood there as she spoke. Her words felt like knives. I finally say, you must have not been a good lay. "What did you just say to me?" the First Lady asks. I repeat, you must have sucked in bed. Like you must've been boring in bed no giving anything he could feel. Wait let me guess, your the type that just lays there not saying anything because you were raped as a child? Is that it? It must be by  the look on your face. So you shouldn't be too upset I was perfecting his techniques your welcome. "That is enough Jennifer" the President interjects. I start walking out the oval office. I walk by the first lady and she's crying her eyes. Once I get on the other side of the door I start to cry. as I'm walking to my office my phone rings. The number is not saved in my phone, I answer. Hello. Well if it isn't Jennifer Underwood, I finally got your number. I then reply how the hell did you get this number?

"How did you get out of prison" I ask? "Don't worry how I got out just know that I am looking for you"! Replies the ominous voice on the other line. Don't ever call me again I yell then I hang up to proceed to my office. When I get there my assistant David is there waiting. I grab all my things and walk out. By now I have at 2 minutes to get to my car and go home. I get to my car right before the press gets there. As I pull out of the parking lot I feel as if a weight has been lifted of my shoulders. I get home, to an empty house. It's just to quiet. I call one of my friends, but she doesn't answer. I start to get ready for bed. Before I lay down, I hear a strange noise. I walk towards the kitchen where I am meet by a man in a black suit. He takes a needle and jabs it in my arm. He puts me the in trunk of his car and then we drive away. Before everything fades to black.




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