Back in the 90s I was dating this lady who asked me out to lunch at the Cosmopolitan Club in SF, which had a monthly speaker. This particular month the speaker happened to be the infamous Condi. We arrived early and got a table up front. As lunch was finished Condi, about 5'6" of pure confidence took the podium about 8 feet from us and went into some boring schpiel about Russia (the fall of the iron curtain was only a few years old at that time). Anyway, although her speech was about as complex and informative as a run of the mill freshman poly-sci student, I couldn't help but being struck by her absolutely fantastic build up close. At about 5'6" and 130 lbs I didn't focus on much of what she said, but remember thinking, "carramba, I bet this wench's hellacious under the sheets." Up close she was hot. I'd definitely like to get a glimpse of her in a black spandex interrogation suit at Guantanamo, working some intelligence out of a detainee, the old fashioned, cruel way.