Ebony Action

"I'll kill that fucking bastard," screamed Jennifer Boyle, the wife of the President of the United States, "every fucking time I go out of town on his fucking business I have to hear stories about his incessant fucking around!!!" This wasn't the first time that Jim Knox had heard this little tirade, and as the lead Secret Service body guard for the First Lady, he had seen and heard more than his fair share of intra family squabbling, but when ever she went off like this, it was better just to try and blend into the back ground and hope her tantrum would blow over quickly. Tonight, however, he had a feeling that the President had crossed over some imaginary line of demarcation, and maybe, just maybe Mrs. Boyle was going to cause Kennsington Holton Boyle more than a little trouble! She poured herself a scotch and water, and uncharacteristically offered him one. "Come on Jimmy, have a drink with me, I'm staying in the rest of the night and you go off duty in a couple of hours, so what's the harm," she asked in almost a pleading voice??? "No thanks ma'am, I really have to stay sharp, if it ever got out that agents were drinking on the job, well, I'm afraid it would be all over," replied Jim gently. "Sweet Jesus Christ," she muttered, "I can't even get the help to have a drink with me," while draining her glass and immediately pouring another! Normally Jim would have kept his mouth shut and let Mrs. Boyle work it out for herself, but tonight was different, she was really hurting inside. Her husband's philandering was taking a vicious toll on his wife and Jim couldn't understand how a man married to such a beautiful ebony action and devoted wife could even think about cheating on her! Through three campaigns for governor as well as hundreds of other fund raisers and political meetings, Jennifer Boyle had let her whole career as a lawyer stand on hold as she pushed her husband towards the prize of the presidency, and usually after meeting them both, most people wondered if the wrong Boyle got elected! "Mrs. Boyle," Jim said softly, "I just want you to know that it has been a privilege protecting you, and that in my eyes you are a true patriot!" Jennifer Boyle cocked her head to one side, took a long drink, and then slid to the floor with glass in hand and began to sob!!!

Jim Knox raced across the room and tried to help the First Lady to her ebony action feet, worried that some of the help might come in and see her in this agitated state. He could see it in the tabloids now, "First Lady Falling Down Drunk And Crying Over Kenny's Trysts!!!" Well if he had anything to say about it, that headline would never see the light of day! "Come on, Mrs. Boyle, you can't lay there like this, get to your feet and we'll talk about it," Jim pleaded! "Okay Jimmy, she slurred, "talk to me then, tell what a great man my husband is and why I'm sooooooo lucky to be married to him!!!" After Jim finally got her into an easy chair over by the desk and away from the liquor cabinet, it was then he broke a cardinal rule of the Service, Never Ever Bad Mouth Any Member Of The First Family!!! He was seething inside that his president would treat such a fine lady in such a shabby disgraceful fashion, and he just blurted out, "No ma'am, I'm not going to say that, he's not worthy of your company let alone your bed, and if I had my druthers, he would be horse whipped for the way he has treated you and begin ebony action!!!"

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