The possible president
I sat at my desk, thinking about my career. I am a US senator. I was a poor farm boy who joined the military after high school. I did not want to work on a farm. I wanted to see the great wide world outside of my little hometown. I wanted to see new adventures. I always felt like I was destined for more then just life on a farm.
The army allowed me to become a sniper." I never told anyone, including my replacement, that I genuinely enjoyed killing people. Did I ever regret that part of my life? I was asked." Since I was getting groomed for president, I lied and said, "Of course. I thought about the wives and children left behind when I lay in bed at night." If I was honest I would have said that I thought of myself like an Angel of Mercy nurse at a hospital killing off people who I deemed not worthy of life. Since I wanted to be considered for president I of course could not tell them that. The truth is I would relive the shooting and feel great." How many people did you shoot." "Well, I shot about twelve. Eleven of them died. The twelve moved at the last minute, and I missed. He got me in the shoulder. After that, I was not a great shot, so I left the sniper group. The army gave me a disability, so I came back to the real world.
"What was your first job as a civilian?" "A small company that was starting to grow hired me as a mail boy. I worked very hard, and promotions came rapidly. I did not like my work, but I wanted to be successful.
At the age of forty, I became the company vice president. I missed my sniper duties, so I decided that I was one killing away from being company president. I satisfied two wishes: I eliminated the president by adjusting his car brakes, and I received a promotion to his job soon after he died in a car accident."
After about five years, I had loads of money and wanted a new career. Politics interested me. I thought having a wife would aid my quest.
Theresa was a super attractive young lady five years younger than me. She was looking for a rich husband, and I fit her bill perfectly. We met at a neighbor's party and hit it off immediately. We started dating, and soon after, I proposed.
Never in my life had I fallen in love, and this was no exception. I enjoyed her company, but she was no more than a piece of property. She was my property. I made it clear that messing around was unacceptable.
We talked about my running for the US Senate. It meant I would have to move to Washington. She had a great job as a real estate broker and did not want to leave the state. I asked her, "Theresa, would you be happy staying home and having me return every weekend? I would move but come home as often as possible." She was even happier to be married to a senator and gladly agreed.
Much to my surprise, I was an excellent speaker. Crowds started appearing at all my speeches. On Election Day, my vote tally was ten percent higher than my opponent's. It made me feel good about myself that I was able to succeed in this field, the public apparently loved me, and I loved being around them.
The president called me and congratulated me on my election. He was impressed with the turnout and my winning margin. He told me to stay clean and that my future looked promising if I stayed out of trouble. It was the opportunity I had been waiting for! This was an amazing opportunity for me!
During my first few years, I almost always followed the president and voted for his wishes. I did not have my ideology, but I tried to ensure the crowd and the president liked my vote. I craved the power and prestige the president's office would bring me. After two years, the president often talked to me on the phone and sought my advice. My advice was based on what the people wanted, not what was the best policy.
My married life went well. I went home almost every weekend and enjoyed my time there. She was a vision of beauty that got more ravaging everyday. Also, she was able to go toe to toe with me and always finished the New York Times crossword puzzle in ink.
During a visit with the president, he asked me, "If I asked you to be on my ticket as vice-president nominee on my ticket, would you accept the offer?"
"Hell, yes! Hell, yes!" The president smiled and said, "Stay out of trouble, and you're it."
I was looking forward to the next few years passing quickly. I toed the line and followed the president's lead.
We continued to visit him. Once, at a charity ball, Theresa asked him if he would dance with her. He agreed. While they were dancing, she mentioned, "It was her dream as a 'teenager to have sex with the president." At the time, the president was JFK. The press responded, "If George kept out of trouble, she might get her wish, but it would be George, not JFK." Theresa said, "If you wish, it could be Bill before George." "That happens to be my name. Fortunately, it is not going to happen for my wife and me. You are a beautiful woman, and I am sure most men would leap at the chance to bed you. I, however, love my wife very much. I would never take an opportunity that might hurt her.
When I met my wife, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Handsome men always surrounded Mary. At the time, I was a young congressman. We met at a fundraising dinner. I knew she was way out of my league when I first saw her. We were placed sitting next to each other. We had a pleasant conversation all evening.
When we were parting, Mary said, "George, why haven't you asked me for my phone number? Don't you wish for a date?" I answered, "You are way above my class. You might go out with me, but that is it. I am looking for a wife and children."
Well, that's what I want, Mary replied. "Every playboy in town chases you. You soon will get bored with me and either play around or dump me." George, I am looking for a lifetime commitment.
My mother made a stupid error and had a fling while married to my father. He was a great husband. He unloaded her and remarried. My mom never found anyone she could be happy with as much as she was with my dad. I want a lifetime together, not just a pairing until we get bored with each other. As far as the studs chasing me for a sexual romp, I want a permanent romp with my husband. I would never cheat on you, but if I found you impossible to live with, I would divorce you. Let's date for a while and see if we can work out.
"We dated, and she blew away all the playboys chasing her. I easily fell for her, although I was reluctant to marry her. Her attractiveness drew the entire male bees in her direction. We spent many conversations on how to relieve my anxiety so we would both feel comfortable getting engaged.
She came up with a solution. Mary wrote a set of guidelines: "She would not dance with any man without asking her husband first. She would only dance with the same man once a night. She would never spend time with one man alone." These indicated that she was interested in me as a permanent mate. Mary added rules to her list after we got married.
