"And the 'US Cartographical Service'?" Secoweya mumbled under her breath."The spirits have favored our journey and their blessings will lend strength ...o our bodies," her grandpa continued."What will you say to the white men?" her grandmother asked him. Secoweya noted their skin was no darker than any so called 'white man' she'd ever seen in her life. After several generations most inhabitants of this land had adopted a bronze tan. To grandpa, the term 'white men' was part distinction, part. I stayed at their house, while my parents were gone.”As she was telling me, the tears started flowing. I looked into those beautiful blues and said, “It’s okay if you want to take a break, you have waited this long, I sure can wait a little bit longer.”“No, I have to get it out now! He was a very good looking man and I did have a crush on him. He was always putting his arm around me and tickling me. My boobs started developing when I was twelve and by the time I was seventeen, I was as big as I. That fit me to a tee, of course. I might be a strange, unorthodox version by modern standards, but I was in my own weird way still a family man."You really are quite the man. Lecherous stud one minute, proud husband and father the next. She feels incredibly safe and secure with you. She knows that you love her and would never let her down. She also knows that you're going to spoil her rotten, just like mine did for me. We can both tell that. It's just how you are. Butterfly kisses, hugs,. What to do?Megan yawned and snuggled more tightly against him. "Good morning," she said. "What time is it?" She pulled his arm more tightly around her. Megan started, almost jumping. She quickly raised the covers and looked down at herself. "Omigod," she said, "I must have been a lot drunker than I thought. I'm so sorry. I usually sleep in the altogether, so I must not have put on your shirt. I kind of remember getting up and getting into bed with you. I forgot to put the goddam thing on..