I want a girl that's funny, has a bit of sass to her, gets my jokes too: trusts me to willingly kiss other women, and have it not mean a damn thing to...me emotionally: NEVER wants to kiss me on the lips, like EVER, for our entire relationship: doesn't drink, doesn't smoke, doesn't chew: I don't care if it's her nails, bubble-gum, or tobacco, I can't stand a chewer: likes classical music, especially anything with a good rhythm for dancing: she's GOTTA love to dance, and be at least decent at. The logic came from the Filoyarine practice of sending exploration ships out in all directions from the home planet. Crashed Filoyarine ships had emergency beacons aboard, complete with launcher. The beacon was sent up atop a slim emergency rocket, which was fired from its tubular launch frame. Once in orbit, the beacon made a subspace jump back towards the home planet. The beacon eventually ended up near the planet, broadcasting the position of the crashed group. As the home planet did not. I was expecting to see a room full of rich, old toffs; however, only Bryan and Paul were sitting on the settee when we entered the living room.'I'm glad you two could make it,' said Bryan, as he stood up to take our coats. 'The rest of the gang will be here in an hour or two. I thought it best that you meet Paul first.''Would you like a drink?' asked Paul. 'I can offer you a fine selection of alcoholic beverages.''Keep going,' said Bryan, as he took our coats and made it quite clear that he. Since I wasn't allowed to do much and had two watchdogs who made sure of it, I took to watching t.v. with Uncle Dar. We'd snuggle up on the couch, and he'd let me choose any program I wanted. I don't know if he liked what I did, but he'd sit there for hours and just hold me.Every now and then, either Ellen or Nancy would sit on his other side and he'd hold that one too. More than once I fell asleep like that, and when I woke up he'd still be holding me.I remember asking him why he was so.