Hillary Clinton knew she was a fat woman so she clung a little tighter to the towel as Barack Obama sponged off after their encounter with her teat between his lips. She bent over like he wanted and he slipped it in to the old girl wondering why she plucked her eyebrows and other places. He disappeared into the fat woman but after a few drinks he had to admit she wasn't so bad, for a fat woman. In some determined and strange way she opened her mouth and helplessly Barack looked around as if he expected somebody to help him. Breathlessness and guilt distracted him from the grand finish but he was fortunate that Michelle wasn't in the White House tonight. He lit a cigarette and the wind smoked around the Lincoln bedroom as he tossed Hillary the hundred bucks he promised.
She got dressed and waved goodbye as the Secret Service boys walked her to the back door of the White House. She was trembling a little bit as she was still hungry for him and it was then she realized, Black Lives Matter as she picked up her cell phone and begged for more.
She would do whatever it takes to keep the cash and guns flowing to ISIS ISIL so a little black magic once in a while wasn't a bad deal, plus the hundred bucks. She had a lot of side deals to keep the flow going and thank God the email server was destroyed. Barack played hard, but that's how she liked it.