Pay for this research??)Some lions mate over 50 times a day. (In my next life I STILL want to be a pig ... quality over quantity)Butterflies taste wit... their feet. (Ah, geez)An ostrich’s eye is bigger than it’s brain. (I know some people like that.)Starfish don’t have brains. (I know some people like that too.)Kotex was first manufactured as bandages, during W.W.I.About a third of all Americans flush the toilet while they’re still sitting on it.(Who studied this and why?)An average person. “Lean back, as far as you can. Just relax. Catch your breath.” She did. With breathing much easier, the violent thrashing stopped. She paddled gently with her feet. “Oh wow,” she breathed. “That's way better.” “How many do you have left?” “Three.” “Alright, we got it. Just keep going.” Beth wiped the chlorine out of her eyes and kept moving. Three more lengths was no problem, though the two took much longer to finish on their backs. When it was over, Beth was too tired to climb out, and. No that’s impossible. No my eyes had got to be playing tricks on me. Standing there across the street, was Rebecca. But no, it couldn’t be! This was a young woman who looked just like Becky had looked, twenty-odd years ago. My mind raced back to my first meeting with Becky at a party when we were both seventeen. God it was uncanny this young lady was the image of her. Suddenly, I realised I was staring at the girl, I think around the same time she became aware of me and it appeared my. Dinner? How on any plane of any dimension would I be appealing in this moment? “You’re asking me on a date?” I ask incredulously, and he laughs. “Yes, I am,” he says confidently. His eyes penetrate mine, his adorable dimples smiling at me. A date? Should I go on a date with Eugene? I’m trying not to complicate my life any more than it is. “I don’t know." “No drama,” he promises with conviction. “I just wanna feed you,” he says and I smile. What the hell, he's funny. “Sure, why not. Give me.