He could have just said no way.But he decided to do it all by himself. Yeah, I did sort of try to trickhim into doing it, but still, he usually doesn'... pay that much attentionto what I say. Really makes me wonder." Sweetie I've never read anything that would indicate that what I dowould be passed on to a child. With me it seemed to be a part of mypersonality and I can't explain the why or how it happened. I wasn'tforced to do it and have often wondered why myself. And I don't want toget into it. It was a good night, his parents were there, but were so easy going they left us alone to do our thing. We did not go wild and drink too much, just enough to induce merriment.As the evening wore on, the banter subsided, and couples turned their attentions to each other. It was times like this we lived for, no pressures or bus to catch home.About five couples were staying, so as things quietened, we commissioned a blanket and claimed a prime position in front of the open fireplace. Cuddling. If some benevolent ruler should decide from the top to do so, then eventually someone else will enslave them again. They'd have a much easier time of it than I had. I know of ways to dispense with the tape players and broadcast the commands to an entire city at once. There are also ways to defeat the immunity we share. Don't bother asking how, I intend to take both those secrets with me. Anyway, the whole world becomes enslaved. No way around it. After that, a number of possible outcomes. I took the other book to the bedroom and started reading it.The beginning was a short chapter on how ancient and primitive people didn’t care about clothes. At least being seen undressed was not the taboo our society has turned it into. Mostly they only dressed if it was cold. The restriction against going naked came to our country with the religious groups that came over from Europe.The author made one comment that reminded me of something Dad had said. The book said it was only since the.