<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/cdc1/04s7432n614occi4g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Chloe Dawson<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</span></span></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… look at her ... feign aghast …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Only rats? I beg your pardon, only rats? They're like family rats! They're cute and observant and besides I'm mutating them for their betterment and the betterment of society! Of course they care about my hips!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… her hand on my hip feels wonderful …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“And besides, I have some macaques now too, um, cute little rhesus monkeys. Enough to do cognition studies on the effects on primates. Gotta do that for my thesis and then on a larger scale before human trials.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… human trials ... my only 'human trial' is sitting right next to me and flirting! ... Kevin didn't know how to flirt, he was much more direct ... where did she learn this? ... not that I don't enjoy it …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“The don't serve less than six and they don't travel, so ...” #<em>Giggle</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… Rachel overhears ... says she'll ask the rest of the bar if anyone wants to split a half dozen …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Yes please Rachel. Kimmie needs to learn that yumminess is next to cuteness in my hierarchy of standards. And I don't lower my standards just because someone is cute but not yummy!.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>…  look at Kimmie …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Wait, that didn't come out right. Um, you look yummy! How's that!” <em>#Giggle</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>…  drop my hand back to touch hers near the menu …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“So if you won't eat Oysters, what aphrodisiac suits your fancy? They have mushrooms or snails or mussels or clams. The rest of their appetizers go to your hips instantaneously!”</span></span><br/>