I didn’t want to offend you. I just thought ... um ... if you’d like to know what it’s like ... um ... you know?” Martin was slightly shaking....He did not even notice, that the bomb had not gone off.Jenny was equally nervous. She was not revolted by his proposal. Although she knew, that you normally did not do such things with your brother, she was considering it. Martin was a boy of whom she was sure that she could trust, maybe the only one.“How would we do that?” she asked, “You showing me how. I sincerely hope your daughters grow up to be as beautiful and gracious people as their mother and grandmother.We learned of your retirement from mutual friends, and invited Misti to bring you here for a retirement party. She kindly accepted our invitation, and we decided to try our best to show you our gratitude for your service to our country, and for allowing us to enjoy Misti's company during your stay in our town. We hope you will settle here for the rest of your days, and continue to. “I laid out your clothes, Mark,” she said, not looking at me as she carefully applied her mascara. Mary was beautiful without makeup on, but she became just gorgeous with it. “You're so beautiful, Mare.” She smiled, her lips shiny red. I pulled on the clothes she left out. Dark slacks, a white, buttoned-down shirt and a nice, dark gray jacket. The black tie was a clip on. Mary dressed in the most conservative dress I've ever seen her in, the skirt fell almost to her knees and the bodice only. "But I can prove I'm an American!" he exclaimed. "I have a picture of Ronald Reagan tattooed on one side of my butt and George Bush on the other." This I gotta see," replied the agent. With that, the guy dropped his pants and showed the agent his behind."By golly, you're right!" exclaimed the agent. "Have a safe trip back to Chicago."Thanks!" he said. "But how did you know I was from Chicago?"The agent replied, "I recognized Obama in the middle."This question with the answer has been provided.