‘I kissed the President and I liked it’ [Darleen Click] UPDATED
The Romance novel cover is a parody, this is not After completing my assigned duties as a volunteer at President Obama’s townhall meeting yesterday, it was time for the program to begin, and I didn’t have a seat. Most of the volunteers didn’t have seats; we were expected to watch from alongside one wall, unless we got lucky and found an actual empty chair. But as I was trying to get out of the way of the Secret Service and a stray cameraman, a fella looked up and said, “Oh, do you need a seat? Let me move this stuff …â€
I was in the front row, to the right of the podium. The invocation was just ending …
An introduction, and then the President was at the podium, 12 feet away from me. It took everything in my power not to drag out the Velcro and rubber bands to fling myself up there and stick to him. The crowd’s reaction was instant, loud, compelling, infectious. Frantically and joyously clapping their hands, screaming his name. OBAMA OBAMA OBAMA! I happily joined in. We volunteers had been … well, let’s say “encouraged†to comport ourselves with dignity and composure. Yeah, yeah, screw that, it’s O-time now, baby!
I was already stupid insane. When I wasn’t taking pictures, I was watching every move he made. And then he took off his suit jacket. I have always had a thing for a well-constructed man’s back in a crisp white shirt. Fine. Mmmm hmmm.Dare you to read the rest:

















