She got up and threw the hair brush down. It was wet and smelled of her p***y.
She had to do something to take care of the craving that was driving her crazy. She needed to come. Needed to. She thought for a while. Maybe she could go back to the Sholeesa delegation. Maybe one of them could help her needy cunt get its relief.
Vignette sat on the armchair in the corner of the room and thought about her adventures at the convention so far. She couldn't think but that it had been a pretty big success up to now. She was sure that she had earned an "A" in her school course from Professor Herding. She had established a position of trust with the senator and his wife. Vignette had learned much about dealing with the media from Swift Bellson. Her meeting with the Sholeesa delegation had been mos
