Forbidden Love : Who Shat Their Pants?

CH 3 : the encounter of the sexy beast

Yet again Donald was in the Oval Office, he was getting impatient, he just had his Big Mac and he was feeling a little gassy. He was getting so bored of just waiting, but then that one blonde woman ™ walked in.

"Trump you have a meeting in five minutes."

"Oh my god! Where did all this work come from?"

"It's the Pope." The blonde said unsure, she knew that Donald had some lost love for the Religious Figure. But really Donald wanted to further his campaign, he was a master of deception. If the Pope would support Donald then he would be even more appealing!

"Send him in." He smirked, already planning.

He sat sexily in his presentational chair, he was hoping that the pope would finally see him in this new light.

A minute passed then the pope walked in, surrounded by bodyguards.

"I don't want a repeat of what happened last night."

"It was just a simple assault."

The Pope sighed, what was he expecting.

"What can I help you with Donald?"

"I think you liked what happened last night." Donald smiled.

The Pope took a minute to respond, Donald could tell that there was a lot of internal conflict going on. So he did what he does best, sexual situations even more. He got up from his seat, slowly making his way over to the Pope. The Pope, with wide eyes, locked with Donald, watching is long, pant clad leggs make their way over to him. His bodyguards that hung at the back of the office, drew tasers out. The Pope raised his hand, stopping them, Donald realized it was the same one that touched his hand all those days ago.

"Jorge," He became more anxious, waiting for all this tension to resolve itself. "What are you doing."

"What you would do Donald."

The Pope approached him, seductively, leaning against the desk. Slowly he looked at Donald's lips, expecting him to make the first move.

Suddenly, the door busted open, and there was the glorious beast named Robert Pattinson.

"Oh my."