<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2eqf9j4.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div><br/>Jekesai continues to impress and I sense a harmony between her and Jaclyn.  That portends well for our trip.<br/><br/>I’m aghast at the question concerning my size for clothes.<em>Hee-hee!</em><strong>“When I am at the clothiers, I specify ‘realistic’ large.  That allows for the merchant to not worry over how many Xs he had to place before the L.  You can say an African Large, a British Large, an American Large or UN Large.  Just make sure to hold your hands up to my height and to my width.  That should do it!”</strong>(wink).<br/><br/><strong>“I would rather like the night scene Jaclyn.  To see it.  So yes, I think we might have fun.  Learn a dance or two.  Eat fried ‘don’t-want-to-know’ things.  All good!  Is that alright with you Jekesai.”</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/cc45/8990emmy5sim49izg.jpg)<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><br/><strong>Jekesai</strong><br/><em>Guide</em><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾ </span></div></div><br/>I nod at Warcaof.  I had been told he was clearly 21 stone, maybe as much as 23 now.  Solid, but big.  I smile.  “Very good sir.  I shall convey all that.  It will be no problem at all.  I intend to deliver solutions at all times.”  I look back to Jaclyn.  Yes, a size 2 just as reported.  Size 2 forever.  Very disciplined.  “Your size should present many options Miss.”<br/><br/>“There really is no need for my attendance tonight.  A third wheel.  If I thought to be concerned, I would say and go, but no, you will enjoy the night I am sure.”<br/>