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The President’s Daughter


Published by Herb Field at Smashwords


Copyright 2011 Herb Field



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THE PRESIDENT'S DAUGHTER


Chapter One

Julian Dunbar was 30,000 feet above the Atlantic cruising toward the Dark Continent at close to 600 knots and except for the comfort of the cool drink in his hand he was feeling thoroughly miserable. Further back in the cabin of Air Force 2, the president's daughter was holding court to the delight of the accompanying women reporters and her personal staff. Every 30 seconds the group collapsed into laughter and giggles, which brought a wince from Dunbar and another sip of his drink.

"Julian, won't you come join us?" Dunbar recognized the voice and its calculated measure of pleading and sarcasm. He raised his hand over his head and waved it back at the voice, and then drained his drink. He went forward for a refill. When he came back she was sitting in his seat with her seductively impish grin at full power. Dunbar was tempted to tell her what a smashing piece of work she was, but bowed to his inherent respect for rank and sat down in the seat beside the president's daughter without comment.

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