Meeting Kate was an epiphany. Her pretty face and her sense of humor were what first got my attention. Those traits caused me to look past her weight....Then she started letting her sexuality bubble to the surface. That was what really hooked me. I met her at a wedding reception and we exchanged numbers after spending two hours talking together and dancing exclusively with each other. She can really move on the dance floor. Those heavy breasts crushed against my chest during the slow numbers. You can refer to me using any of those names. Or come up with a nickname if you feel so inclined." Very well, Doctor Isaac Alan. I shall reevaluate and redefine my known nomenclature for you over time. Will that be acceptable?" The voice would be like that for a little while. You knew it would request an affirmation or further input before committing to most decisions, until it started developing its own preferences. You nodded. "Do I have a name?" it asked."I'm calling this project, that is.... ‘Good, make your move tonight, it’s soon enough.’ He nodded, smiling at her, looking her up and down. She smiled slowly, like it was just dawning on her that they were all alone. ‘Come on,’ she said, ‘I need you to clean the god damned wood smoke outta my ass.’ As they walked over to the washhouse he ventured. ‘Coyotes the worst we got to worry about?’ ‘Sneaky little shits, ya, what else?’ ‘Ah, maybe Velasquez and his hombres?’ She shook her head. ‘He’d never come all the way up here. He’d. Never did I imagine that you would survive the wilds, never mind grow into the giant you seem to be destined to become. And imagine my greater surprise when the oracles told me you were the one of whom the prophesies spoke."Silence stretched out. Jonar had nothing to reply to her statements with so he simply kept his mouth shut. The others seemed to be very uncomfortable with silence, especially in a room full of people. Jonar, on the other hand, had spent the better part of three years with no.