But who am I to argue? It just seems a bit odd that no one seems to realize that things that made sense 400 years ago might not make sense now. It see...s especially silly to ensure that I am the first one targeted by giving me a different color from the rest of you. It would be difficult to select whom to target from those in red and those in green. But with only one in blue, well, I know who would see the brunt of my arrows."Gorin laughed but nodded his head."So many of our laws and ceremonies. "Nervously I waited until the doorbell rang. I didn't dare speak, so Ijust handed him the check and tip, took the pizza and closed the door.I don't think he noticed anything strange about it, but I felt demeanedby appearing even briefly in front of a man dressed as I was.We sat at the table to eat and Chris proposed a toast, "To our new DATENIGHT game."As we clinked glasses I was struck by the look of those long paintedfingernails holding my wine glass. She insisted that I eat the mealwithout. A photo of a topless woman in a Little Bo Peep type costume graces the cover. I flip through the pages with some hesitation. Though I have seen plenty of Playboy and Penthouse magazines, this was completely different. There are close-ups of penises penetrating vaginas, clits, cum shots, blowjobs, and anal sex. Nothing is left to the imagination. “Wow, this is intense.” I say aloud. I fumble with the magazine for some time, shocked and excited by its contents. It takes me a good minute or two to. I occasionally moved my head andshoulder, tuning my mood with the beat of the song. Kimberly's goldenhair jiggled while I was pretending to sing along. Mom drove carefully.She put sunglasses which gave her accentuate her lips and face. Once in awhile, she tried to follow the lyrics and sing with me, maintaining theimage of a "cool mom". However she always failed to remember the exactwords. This - off course- was just Ron's way into paying close attentionto a perfect disguise. The mall was 30.