damon bishop —
“Are you telling me my man blew your back out the entirety of the honeymoon? No time for any excursions and such?” Raising a hand to indicate a pause in thought, he wagged his finger at the blonde. “Never mind, don’t answer that. Let’s just go with the sex life is good, Madame Future President. I don’t need to know all your intimate business. Wouldn’t want anyone crying nepotism when I’m appointed your Chief of Staff, or Council of Whatever Bogus Committee.” A sly grin pulled at his lips. “I have to say I am curious about what all Tony has had to learn. I could have sworn you couldn’t teach an old dog new tricks?” He quipped. Damon laughed so hard he almost had a seizure at the wheelchair comment. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. However, I did have dinner a few times with a nice lady since we last spoke. So far she’s still in tact, walking upright without any assistance needed, that I know of…”
“We met in the Bahamas so we’ve already seen everything. And I think anyone knows the honeymoon is all about the sex anyway...” She gave him a judgmental look, all in a tease. “I couldn’t tell you my intimate business even if I wanted to. I save that for my closest girlfriends but even then I’ve been trained since birth on keeping a lid on things. It’s cute how Tony gets a little red in the cheeks though just with my mentions.” He was a sweet southern man when he met Valerie, a hurricane of an affluent social princess who learned a lot about being human from her now husband. She laughed, “Oh look at you already positioning himself for a job. You wouldn’t wanna be my chief of staff though... I still want us to be friends. Have you considered Vice President though? Can you imagine a gorgeous and sexy woman as president and a black man as her vice? Talk about turning that huge white house upside down... the whole place will have to be sterilized after Trump.” A coy grin appeared on her lips, “You can teach anyone anything as long as they’re willing to learn.” She winked, that was all she was saying on that. Valerie was amused watching Damon laugh over her wheelchair comment then rolled her eyes at his reply. “Suuuure you don’t. Don’t fucking play me like that...” Val shook her blonde head. “ Nice lady? Who have you been having dinner with? Your grandma? God... sounds awful dating you if that’s how you reference your girl. Ask Tony he’s got at least twenty to rattle off right away. But anyway the real question here is why is she still in tact and walking around so easily?”












