That didn’t mean I agreed with his plans. I was less than thrilled with his antagonistic view and tone concerning Russia. There were a bunch of peop...e who longed for the good old days of the Cold War, when we only had one enemy, the dirty Commies. They were evil people you could point to and say were bad. Since a lot of the more hard-core neo-conservatives dated back to the Reagan and Bush 41 years, when the ‘Evil Empire’ was given its nickname, they still thought that way. It was easy to point. Anything.Over the last few weeks, Mandi had spent a lot of time on her knees, easing the friction between her and the other dancers.There used to be more to her life than this, she absently reflected as Starla moaned with satisfaction, but she couldn’t remember what it was. There was no way that it had been any more satisfying. Naked in servitude ... she couldn’t imagine a better life.“Hurry up, slut” Starla moaned. “You’re up next, remember?”Redoubling her efforts, Mandi closed her eyes. Sex,. Then there was a change. Seventy years old me found a groupof like-minded people. All filled with hate about their own past. Togetherthey researched what I now know as possible: the ability to change thepast.It was when I explored my future past my seventies birthday that I foundit. A wall of darkness filled with pure hate. I knew what it was themoment I saw it yet my mind refused to admit the truth. I saw myself. Whatwould become of me one day and it was the reason why I had now the senseof. That's pretty funny considering....One of the reasons you said I had to write this is because I have an 'unhealthy attitude concerning sex'—that I'm 'sexually abnormal' and 'gender confused'—well who wouldn't be the way I was raised.I'm very close to my youngest sister, Jenny. She is a year older than me, and we shared a bedroom all the way up to the time I became the 'family pet', as my older sisters described me. We did everything together. I always admired and respected her; she was smart.