Oh ladies...
When I was a high school student, there was a legendary head of the road department in the city. With him, the men came out like wet mice with a new gray in whiskers. Generally a beast. People respected and feared.
Then we moved to his neighbor’s house to live. Daddy and the dog went for a walk one day and accidentally heard (the 2-storey Stalin house) how this boss's wife is chasing, and he apologizes for not washing the dishes before her arrival. The parents were in silent shock. And then it turned out that the Beast he is at work for everyone, and his wife (about 100kg) on his arms is carried in the direct and transferable sense and at home a quiet and loving husband.
That’s how it happens in life ? ? ? ?