The reason Politicians try so hard to get re-elected is that they would “hate” to have to make a living under the laws they’ve passed.All eyes w...re on the radiant bride as her father escorted her down the aisle. They reached the altar and the waiting groom; the bride kissed her father and placed something in his hand.The guests in the front pews responded with ripples of laughter. Even the priest smiled broadly. As her father gave her away in marriage, the bride gave him back his credit. We might get to see some pictures of what was so important that they disrupted my favourite time of the day - Going Home.Well the PM came on and I knew something serious was going on because he was disheveled and sweating like the AC was out on a hot summer day. If I didn't know better I would have thought he was scared out of his mind and that couldn't be true because we all knew he didn't have enough brains to be scared.Yeah, yeah I didn't have much respect for most politicians but the PM was. Period.Ms. Parker is a good boss. But my real boss on a day to day basis isLakeisha, her daughter. I live with LaKeisha and her boyfriend, Tyrone.I am LaKeisha's assistant at the salon, and at home, I am herhousekeeper. When I am not at the salon, I am doing housework. I have asmall room just behind the laundry room. LaKeisha does not allow metelevision or radio. And, since I am not allowed to read newspapers, theysometimes call me a 'bimbo' for being so uninformed about world. His skin was so smooth, his muscles flexing and rippling under my touch. I eased the shirt from the waistband of his trousers and pushed it back over his shoulders where it settled while my fingers struggled with the buttons at the cuffs and my lips nibbled at the bunched muscles of his biceps, along his shoulders and to his neck.He kicked off his shoes and then brought his huge hands up to my shoulders. I felt his immense strength, well in control, as he slowly pushed me down. My tongue traced.