And the neo-puritans are using THAT to try to control everyone’s behavior.“The other problem, which affects college kids more than High School kid..., is the whole issue of ‘consent’. You know my position is pretty hardline, but Bethany’s is even harder. And compared to some things she’s told me about, she’s a damned libertine! If you look at it one way, it’s almost impossible to know if someone REALLY consents or if their judgment is impaired. We know alcohol does that, and so do drugs. But so. I assume your wife is browsing the worlds even as we speak?''Good evening back to you, Mike. Yes, she's lost to the shopping gene and this could take a while. By the way, my name is Miles to my friends. I quit being Mr. President five minutes ago.''Sorry, Mr ... er Miles, this really could take a bit of time. Looks like we're going to have to come up with a better process. Maybe contact folks before they arrive and have them do the shopping off stage.''Hey, I just had a thought. Have you folks. Well one day without thinking I left my number (yes, I know I was playing with fire). After that I never went into that chat-room again. I went on with my life, but never actually forgot about him. Then one day I went on Mxit a instant messenger service we got on mobile and there I found a surprise- an invite from him, needless to say, I couldn’t resist and accepted with a bouncing heart- I couldn’t understand why this stranger has such an effect on me- I was so excited. Well this time I. I decided that this was my chance to go and pay a visit to his mom. I crept into her room and saw her sleeping on the bed. I decided that I would try to wake her up to see what would happen. I went and tried to wake her up but she was out sleeping soundly. By all accounts, the sleep pill was making its effect. I shook her hard by the shoulders but she did not move at all. I then decided to slip her pajamas off and look at her in her underwear. I carefully unbuttoned her pajamas and revealed her.