#mcole

It was one of the stranger requests Meghan had received in her life and working as a bartender in Washington…she had heard some pretty outrageous things. But being asked to preform her self defense class in the white house for the president of the United States son and the women of congress, well now that was something new indeed. When she’s been approached by the secret service she almost had a heart attack wondering what on earth it was she had done. She was soon asked if she would mind performing her class with none other than 18 year old Fitzgerald Palmer himself. She had planned exactly what she was going to do. She wanted it to be perfect. The morning of the class was finally here and as expected she was frisked head to toe upon entering the white house. It was all a little daunting but Meghan was excited. It was an honor. She was all ready and set up in the White house gym with the rest of the women when Fitz turned up...late, with a handful of secret service men protecting him. Though what he needed them for in the white house she did not know. When Fitz finally entered the already busy room she nodded at him. He was bought over to meet her and Meghan extended a hand and shook Fitz’s firmly. “Hello, I’m Meghan Cole and I’ll be your instructor for the day. It’s in your best interest to do as you say or else you could end up in a rather compromising position” she said with a smile. "Now ladies...and Fitz...assume your positions"