It is another cliche--albeit couched in the culture of the moment--that it has been predominately the leadership of men that have brought our world to...this point...for better or for worse.It's not my place to make the argument one way or the other. I had no political loyalties to speak of. I lived what I believed was a simple life on a more-or-less predictable career track. I had a pretty normal lifestyle, save for maybe some odd artistic inclinations that I preferred not to make common. She held up a pair that had ruffles across the bottom, white on pink. She held up another white cotton pair covered in little cherries. Then Samantha saw the pair she wished me to wear today. She held up a tiny pink cotton g-string with printed words on the low rise front. The words said, "little kitten". I stepped into them and pulled them up my smooth legs. They fit snuggly, covering my bottom and rising barely enough in front to cover my bikini line, if, that is, the girls had allowed me to. “This whole week will be one of those moments we will never forget. I say we make the best of it.” I put on my best lecherous smile. “I finally get to be alone and naked with Sue Johnson! How hot is that?”She laughed out loud and rested her head on my shoulder. Karen turned to look at her daughter and then gave me a wink.'Oh boy!' I thought. 'I really need to believe the same bullshit I just told Sue.' My emotions and insecurities were screaming, 'Run! Run very fast and in the other direction,'. K era uma mulher loura com cabelo curto mas bom para agarrar, peitos pequenos mas firmes e, mais importante ainda, uma maluca entre 4 paredes. Curiosamente, a primeira vez que a conheci estava um bocado (muito) embriagado, mas ainda sabia o que estava a fazer, numa festa com um pessoal que se encontrava na mesma situação que eu (erasmus). Eis que ela vem ter comigo (coisa rara para uma mulher ir ter com um homem) e começamos a falar. a conversa não durou mais de 5 minutos e já andávamos aos.