It came back to haunt Barack Obama but, that was his problem. Helen Watkins was pulling her pants back on and tucking in her feminine necessities that Barack had enjoyed....Helen Watkins had all the necessities to infiltrate the White House even though she was torn as she felt her CIA boss had lost all perspective. Over the years she had done many things for the "company" and a few of them came back to haunt her in the middle of the night. As a Democratic Catholic with a gun she was often torn between social and justice. The Helen Watkins standing in front of the full length mirror didn't look like a C.I.A. highly skilled operative but her job was to sex the president, not to kill him.

It came back to haunt Barack Obama but, that was his problem.  Helen Watkins was pulling her pants back on and tucking in her feminine necessities that Barack had enjoyed....Helen Watkins had all the necessities to infiltrate the White House even though she was torn as she felt her CIA boss had lost all perspective.  Over the years she had done many things for the "company" and a few of them came back to haunt her in the middle of the night.  As a Democratic Catholic with a gun she was often torn between social and justice.   The Helen Watkins standing in front of the full length mirror didn't look like a C.I.A. highly skilled operative but her job was to sex the president, not to kill him.  It was her job to save the dumb bastard from himself, one tit at a time she guessed.