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"So if you don’t think the Boltiador family factories are a good thing, what is it you want exactly?" Mayor Anders asks.
"I want to not have to be placed in that choice for my people," I answer. "I want these corruption hearings to focus on why and how huge groups of Americans have been left behind. To understand and fucking fix what led to this situation in the first place."
Now Carter begins to nod. I think he gets it.
"I want you to ask yourself, Mayor Anders," I say, getting ready to pull out my knife. "How many times did your paper, as it was discussing my sex life, spending time attacking Senator Hawthorne for her sex life, or Carter Andrews for his…how many times did your paper even ask why these jobs were so important to these people in my town that they were willing to risk poisoning their future for them? Why were the people calling out for change in the first place?"
If possible, it’s even quieter. I am so going to enjoy twisting this knife.
"But that’s not what this government does anymore, and that’s why I ran for mayor," I say. "When faced with an issue about the environment or jobs, we focus on who had sex with who and who got bribed by who to find the bigger scandal."
Carter is smiling.
I’m going to finish this off.
"The biggest scandal in this room is that we’re sitting here talking about a good man facing investigations because all he wanted to do was help people lead a healthy fucking life. Sure, his priorities are different from mine, and we disagree about what to do in the short term, but at the end of the day we only want what’s best for the people of this state," I say and take a deep breath, making sure to draw a pose. I end it with a question. "Do you?"
Boom. The cameras start to click and the people are talking to themselves as if I’ve just unleashed the dogs of war.
The Chairman calls for order. Bangs his gavel several times. Finally, over the din, Michael manages to speak up.
"The charges of corruption are very real here, Mr. Mayor," Michael says. "Both you and Carter Andrews may have had severe lapses of judgment because of Senator Vivian Hawthorne and this may have led you to be compromised by an economic rival. You may have tried to create the exact problem you described. There is a very coordinated case of corruption here."
He’s not backing down from that. He truly believes that he can fucking get away with trying to prove Carter is corrupt, that I’m on the take, and that Vivian is a sex-fiend.
I did my bid. I tried to defend Carter Andrews. I don’t mind casting my lot with him, anyways. If he goes down, I’ll be proud to go down with that fucking guy.
Because like I said, we may disagree on a lot.
But I fucking respect him for standing up for what he thinks is best for people.
I fucking love him.
"Nothing more profound to say, Liam?" Michael Anders sneers at me. He knows he’s got me. I see Tina Ling in the audience. She gives me a wistful smile. She probably thinks she tried to warn me. Fuck them all.
"The only corruption going on here, Mr. Mayor," a voice says behind me and I roll my eyes. I know that voice anywhere. I can’t believe she had to get into this too. "Is the game that you've been playing with the voters of this state."
As much as I’m fucking worried about her, I can’t help but admire the fucking tight body of Vivian Hawthorne. That dress is wrapped around her in such a way that I can feel my cock twitch. I could fuck her right now. I wouldn’t care about any of the people here. Just put her down and bone her. Fuck everyone else. I’d be too busy sucking on those titties. Playing with that pussy.
But if there is ever one time to focus, now is it.
"This is completely inappropriate, Senator!" the Senate Majority Leader declares.
"Is it? I thought this was a corruption hearing," Vivian says walking up the aisle. "And boy do I have a story of corruption for you."
She sees Carter and I, and smiles broadly.
We’re going to be okay I think.
Fuck it, I’m actually pretty fucking sure. Because Michael has just gone white as a fucking sheet.
Vivian
"I thought this was a corruption hearing," I say as I walk up the aisle. I’m wearing my Jimmy Choo’s today—just for this. I also have my lace black La Perla thong. It's my lucky one, the one I was wearing when I first had sex with Liam. It’s a wonder he didn’t rip them off. I mean, the way he took me was like an animal. Those eyes—they were so intense. Those muscles. That huge monster cock. And then when Carter got in on the action. I swear it was like I was—wait a second. Why do I keep drifting off thinking about fucking at times like this? I need to be on point. Besides, I was saying something profound. Something that you can end chapters with. Right.
"And boy, do I have a story of corruption for you," I finish as I walk up to Carter and Liam. They both look at me and I think back to what I was just thinking and I smile broadly at them.
Michael Anders, sitting on the raised dais above me has just gone white as a ghost. All color drained from his face. He manages one final desperate play.
