“It’s easier for a woman. They’re not tempted by hot young flesh every day,” Governor Pancroft said with a laugh. He glanced among his retinue to make sure no one was offended, but they all laughed along with him. “Well, except for Carol.” He winked at one of the women who worked for him, and she blushed. Pancroft looked back at Rob. “Your company can’t make interns go away, can they?”
Being governor was not as much fun as he had hoped. If he had joined politics back in the JFK-era, he thought, that would have been fun. He’d be fucking some beautiful blonde intern on an exercise bike instead of cornholing this media freak.
“I find that the best way to get to know a man, to know if he’s trustworthy or not… is to get it up the ass from him. You can’t lie with your dick in a man’s ass, that’s science.”