“What kind of research is this, anyway?”I gave him the scaled down version of my theory, about how breasts might be important from an evolutionary...view, or only a cultural view, and how I planned on having men choose which ones they liked best.It all turned out pretty well, considering the circumstances. I didn’t have my eight-by-tens, when it was all over with, but I did have my first participant - Officer Charles Dalton - for the group of men who would eventually view them ... if I could get. The others were already at the bar; they waved to us as we entered, and we all sat at a table on the side of the room. Lori introduced Jillian to the others, while I bought a round of drinks for us.“So you’re also in the band with Will and Megan?” Ros asked her.“Yeah, although I can’t sing anywhere near as well as they can,” she replied.“Of the two sisters,” I said, “Megan might be the better singer, but Jillian is the better musician.”“Do you really think I am?” she asked me.“Of course; not. The best thing about living life was that I was living life with her. Reliving our past by how our future turned out to be with us now not able to do all that we used to do when we were younger, now that I compare the hard times we shared in the past to the hard times that we’ve been through today with all of our health and financial issues, those perceived hard times were some of the best times in our lives. Without doubt, I’d exchange some of our perceived good times today for some of those. The more I thought on it the more the idea intrigued me, after lunch, I called, getting an answer machine telling me to leave a number, and they'd get back to me. I left my cell and then tried to get it out of my mind so I could get some work done. By the time they returned my call I was already home from work and had almost given up hope. I found myself nervous as I talked to the woman on the phone yet she was very pleasant and did her best to calm me down. I told her what I was looking for.