The Cherry Tree

The Father of Our Country as a teen would spend hours staring out his bedroom window at his personal cherry tree. It was so beautiful and in its own way powerful. He named it Hugo.
George liked wearing tight pants that caused friction in his intimate area. One day he simply could not control himself. He looked down, saw an erection, and began pleasuring himself.
A gust of wind bent his tree and he came violently in his pants. He felt shame and embarrassment. He swore he would never view his tree in the same way.
In future years, as President, when he and Martha became intimate, she could never grasp why in the throes of passion, George would scream, "HUGO!"