As he promised, he came to her office again that night. Standing before the door, he took a deep breath. "You can do it, Rick," he said to himself. "The fate of the Second Amendment and the Republican Party rests in your hands." He knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Elizabeth asked.

"It's me, Rick."

"Ooh, hello there, Rick~," she said flirtatiously. "Come in."

He walked into the door and Elizabeth sat down at her desk. He sat in the chair across from her. "Let's talk about that vote, then," Rick said sternly.

Elizabeth frowned and said, "Don't be so dour. Here, have a drink." She poured him a glass of red wine, and he took a drink. He calmed down slightly. She continued, "But fine, Rick. I guess we can cut to the chase here. This is a short story after all, not a novel."

"So what's the plan then?" Rick asked.

Elizabeth smiled. "Well here's my proposition. You don't need to play coy with me, Rick. I know you're the best lover in Congress. I've fooled around with a lot of Congressmen in my day, and they're all packing small handguns. I know you, on the other hand, have a nuclear warhead hiding in your loins. So here's what we're gonna do, Rick: You're going to give me the best time of my life, and in exchange, I'll vote against Senator Booker's gun control proposal.

Rick said, deadpan: "So you want me to make love to you."

Elizabeth frowned. "I don't 'make love', Rick. I fuck."

Rick thought about this situation for a moment. He needed this vote. Badly. Like a pizza pie with one half cheese and one half pepperoni, The Senate was perfectly divided into two halves on this gun control bill. All he needed to defeat Senator Booker was just one vote: Elizabeth Warren's. Every other senator had their minds made up. And to do it, all Rick had to do was screw the hottest liberal MILF in Congress. But what would his fellow conservatives think of this bipartisan fuckery?

"Fine," Rick said. "But no one can know about this. It's just between you and me."

She smiled. "Of course," she promised. "My lips are sealed."

"Very well," Rick said with a deep breath. "Let's start, then."

"I should warn you, though," Elizabeth added. "My desires are rather…unconventional."

"Show me," Rick said.

Elizabeth led Rick to a door in the back of her office.

She continued, "If you don't like what you see, you're welcome to back out of our deal."

"How bad could it possibly be?" Rick said.

Rick would find out exactly how bad.