"Sure, I'll come with you"

"Sure, I'll come with you"

"That's the plan" you say walking away, the governor in toe. You walk into the sports building, guiding him into coach's office.

"Alright, so what is this all about?"

"How do feel about the LGBT community Governor?" You ask.

"The queers? As a man of god, I believe I represent my constituents by saying that those sexual deviants are being glorified by the media and need a firm hand to set restrictions."

"So you think that they need a firm hand?"

"Yes, now if you are done interrogating me about my politics, I'd much rather be out..." You take a step closer lifting your hand. The governor stops talking.

"Interesting, the gays need a firm hand?" you say, the governor looks at your hand, speechless. "Like this?" You give governor a hard smack across the face. The right side of the governor's face was bright red. A dark mist starts to seep into the office through the open windows, coating the floor. {if Jason Head Bitch = Jason} Jason {else} Coach Johnson {endif}is sitting on {if Jason Head Bitch = Jason} the{else} his{endif} desk, legs open. The governor put a hand on his cheek.

"Who the fuck..."

"Governor, keep your eyes on{if Jason Head Bitch = Jason} Jason {else} Coach Johnson {endif}. He's gonna show us why we have one of the best football teams in the state." The governor turned to leave, but he couldn't take his eyes off {if Jason Head Bitch = Jason} Jason {else} Coach Johnson {endif}, who was now rubbing a hard-on.

"What did you? Who are..." the governor's eyes were still locked on{if Jason Head Bitch = Jason} Jason {else} Coach Johnson {endif}, who was bucking his hips on the desk letting out low moans. You walk behind the governor.

"Doesn't he turn you on governor?"

"No...no...yes...no" The governor said unconvincingly, one too many times.

"Are you going queer on us, governor?" You say, leaning into his ear.

"No, I don't..." The governor's words were only a whisper at this point. He was cupping his now apparent bulge, staring at{if Jason Head Bitch = Jason} Jason {else} Coach Johnson {endif} miming riding a dick in his {if Leathfits = true}tight leather pants, while simultaneously miming fucking his hat.{elseif slutfits = true}tight little booty shorts, unbuckling his belt and clacking it.{else}tight suit on the desk.{endif}

"If you are turning queer on us governor, I feel compelled to give you a firm hand." With that you grab his shirt and rip the buttons open, sliding your hands around his waist.