"But I didn't come up here for that," Elaine insisted, not liking what her girl friend suggested.

"That's what they all say, at first," Wanda said, smiling ironically at her friend.

"I mean, I came up here for the sex, but I don't care if I get anything else out of it," Elaine whispered quickly to her friend as she heard someone moving behind the locked door.

"Don't knock it, honey. Sam Smith knows lot of people up on the Hill. You can get your cake and eat the whole fuckin' thing in this town," Wanda said as she signaled her friend keep quiet.

Elaine sighed softly, feeling a tittle sorry that she'd accepted Wanda's invitation. It had come so suddenly that she didn't have enough time to think about it. Most of the clerical staff at the Treasury Department had left at five o'clock that Thursday. Elaine stayed behind to catch up on some back typing. She was striking for a higher position in the clerical pool, and was trying to impress her superiors by her hard work and dedication.

That seemed to be a losing battle. What they noticed about Elaine didn't have anything to do with her typing speed of filing skill. Before the second day had ended on her job, the attractive blonde had received more propositions than were on the California election ballot. The girl wasn't too surprised that that had happened. She was about five-three, and built like the proverbial brick shit-house. Her tits were big, firm, perfectly pear-shaped, and jutted out in front of her like a theatre marquee. Her waist tapered in and her hips flared out in proportion to her lithe body, while her legs were long, tapered and succulent looking. All that was her physical inventory. But Elaine had a good mind and a lot of ambition. She'd graduated from UCLA summa cum laude in political science, and had every intention of breaking into national politics. She took the first jet she could to Washington and got a job at the Treasury Department in the clerical pool. The work was far below her capabilities. But Elaine wanted to see the Washington scene and how it operated from a distance before she threw herself into that arena.