It was only a matter of time before certain White House reporters, living fictitious lives, became part of fiction itself. Our new members-only story by Bob Vickery is about just such a character — name of Jess Cannon, but everybody calls him Bulldog.

Ripped from the headlines — as they say in the Law and Order promos.

And also — as Law and Order is sure to add when the show actually airs — any similarity to persons living or dead is purely, simply and totally …um…um…give us a second… oh, right! … coincidental!

Here’s a taste:

“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,” an enthusiastic voice soars. “THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES.” Applause bursts forth from the boom-box, amid the first bars of “Hail to the Chief.” When it finally dies down, I mount the stage and stride purposefully over to the podium, feeling just like I imagine our great President feels!

I look out over the room full of dummies dressed as reporters and give them my special folksy grin. Bulldog stares back at me, his face an inexpressive slab of beef. “All right,” I say, “Who has questions?” Bulldog raises his hand. I point to him. “Go ahead,” I say crisply.

Bulldog leans back in his seat. “Jess Cannon from the Felon News Agency,” he announces. He looks down at his clipboard. “Senate Democrats have painted a bleak picture of the U.S. economy.” He slides his jock strap down to his ankles and kicks it aside. His thick red cock lies flat against his hard belly, and his balls hang heavy between his muscled thighs.

“Yet, in the same breath,” he continues, “they say Social Security is rock-solid and there’s no crisis there.” He squeezes his dick and the cockhead deepens to purple. His voice drops down to a throaty huskiness. “How are you going to work with people who seem to have so divorced themselves from reality?”

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