“What made you smuggle Sean intonight?”I blushed, and mum turned my face to her “Truth younglady, truth>”“I sort of got ...n the mood over something I guess” Isaid lamely.“Over what, be honest, you aren’t in trouble, believeme.” She winked at dad for some reason.I took a deep breath “something I saw in TV”“Something sexy?” Mum smiled and I melted.“Yes.”“Something borrowed from our bedroom?”I. I explained it to her but she either was more dense or less caring than her usual self and said I was an ass. Tank had saved my ass three times in a year in South East Asia. He had a small piece of lead in his shoulder from the third time. Yeah, I was going. I’d catch and recatch hell for it, but I was going. My truck already had the snow tires on. I had Mike at the station give it a fresh shot of anti-freeze and change the belts and hoses. He also changed the oil and checked everything else.. At least hedoesn't spend his time criticizing women and telling them what to do.Anyway, I continued to a link entitled "The Czar's Completely CoolBlog", and lets say I was shocked. The above portion was only a sampleof the garbage I found in his article. As a matter of fact, that mayhave been the nicest thing there.I e-mailed the so called "Czar" to get his true opinions on how he feltabout women. It turns out, that not only does he feel that way, thatthe article was heavily edited to avoid. ? Mr. Stevens said as he sat back down and his wife helped him remove all his clothes. As he sat there, he ran his hand up and down her nylon leg while she helped slip his legs in one at a time.Sex that night was more wonderful that he had expected in his life as a man. He wished it could never end as he learned what it felt like when Jill dated women her own age who give her what her body needed. On Halloween night, he went to give a speech at the company?s yearly Halloween party. Since Jill.