Is it our economic policies? I kinda don’t think so, although we have a considerable amount of weight to throw around in that area. You know what I ...hink it is? I simply think that it has become fashionable to hate America. It’s been fashionable for a while now. They say we’re corrupt, they say we’re heathens, they say we’re ungodly. And they have a point to a degree. But do they have the right to assert their moral rationale on us? I should think not. I believe another factor is the underdog. ’ ‘Couldn’t it have been dangerous?’ She was wide awake for a few minutes. ‘Perhaps if I indicated that I was going to rock the boat. If I had the chance, I could talk my way out of a problem, I supposed.’ It was not a clearly safe situation, but I had dealt with clearly dangerous people before. Besides, I was beginning to feel sure of the hypothesis that I was developing– I just needed to test it. ‘There was one part of my plan that I was not certain of. I was going to be spending Joe. At first I was, to say the least surprised. But I parted my lips to allow her tongue into my mouth. We held that kiss for several seconds. Our mouths parted and my mother-in-law said she had wanted to do that for many years. I told her it felt wonderful and I was sorry it took that long for it to happen. We kissed again, only this time both our tongues fought to gain control of each other’s mouth. As we kissed I felt my mother-in-law's hand move down onto my groin. Her hand made many circles. "You really are a piece of work." She said with a sigh. "All of that for my name. Lexi, you little fool." Lexi moved her nylon clad food and placed it upon my forehead. As she moved, ever so seductively, I saw that her toes were polished silver as well, with only the toe being polished with gold.I coughed.With a soft push she adjusted my gaze so that I stared right into her golden snake eyes. The moonlight made her glow like a goddess, her shapely figure hugged tightly by the nylon bodysuit.