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Obama grabbed a remote control to switch from MSNBC which had the camera on former President Clinton sitting in the Denver audience to CSPAN which was carrying Montana Gov. Brian Schweitzer's speech live. Some weird record message came on the TV screen and someone else finished switching the channel. Obama and the house guests laughed their way through much of the speech and smiled broadly when President Clinton followed Schweitzer's command to stand up and was laughing. That was great, that was good," Obama said of the Hillary Clinton video before she came out.
Obama was sitting at the edge of the crowded brown sectional sofa closest to the TV in thre family's small living room, leaning slightly forward, and as the video played he was watching intently with his hands folded together. "It's a nice moment," he said as Clinton came onstage. He also said Chelsea Clinton had "turned into such a wonderful young woman."
Clinton began speaking and when she said she was "a proud suporter of Barack Obama" he smiled and softly shouted "yay" then straightened his face again. He clapped when she said "no way, no how, no McCain."
Obama also smiled and laughed widely when she talked about her sisterhood of the traveling pantsuits. He noded solemnly as she explained why she is supporting Obama and sat silent when she asked her supporters whether the were just in it "for me" or for various needy groups in America. He nodded and clapped when she talked of him signing expanded health care and when she praised Michelle Obama. He nodded and said "Yeah" as she criticized McCain and as her speech neared the end he leaned increasingly closer to the TV set.
This looked very much like it was going to turn into erotic fanfiction.
Obama walks into the room, tall and lanky and beautiful. His smile is playful, his eyes serious, and time slows down as he crosses the room. I blink in disbelief, blink again, rendering his journey into a staccato string of still images. Blink, and he's to the rug. Blink, and he's past the fireplace. Blink, and he stands before me.
"Do you...?" I begin, but he shushes me with a glance. On the TV across from me, some nameless talking head prattles nonsense, and Obama reaches down for the remote. His grip is gentle yet firm, and I surrender the remote, surrender my will, surrender my all to the man about whom I've dreamt time and time again. Click, and the talking head is gone - I am alone with the future President of the United States. I look up at him, uncertainly, and the smile drops from his face, replaced by a quiet solemnity.
"Yes, you can," he says, and I reach for his belt buckle. His pants drop from his waist, revealing a pair of stars-and-stripes-emblazoned boxers. Beneath the silky fabric something is growing, hardening. "That's change you can believe in," he coos salaciously, and...
Okay, I need a cold shower now.
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cause I've found that when they don't see you frown, they never know that you're a threat
and they don't sweat you when you came around
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I would like to give this a dozen stars.
(this is 50 star quality with raging boner bonus :o)
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