Then blonde heather korte comes up to me wearing a red striped shirt with the stp logo on it."wanna race?" she asked."but what about your boyfriend is...n't he?" she came over and she shimmied out of her shorts and kicked them aside then she pulled her shirt over her head."heather, i don't wanna get in trouble with your boyfriend I just think-" i began.she grabbed me and pressed her candy red lips against mine and held them there for a few minutes then the stp logo appeared one letter at a time.. ”A sad smile crossed Perra’s face at the praise for Kal’s mother. She leaned forward in her chair, “Help me up, please. I was honestly hoping that you two could heal me right away. I didn’t realize I had to wait until my proper milk came in.”The cleric gave her a sheepish grin. “I’m sorry, we haven’t talked much about after the delivery. That’s completely my fault, most women have at least witnessed a ... human birth and have some idea of what goes on afterward.” She was going to mention that. He had a nice smile and he introduced himself. We talked briefly and then he said he had to get set up in his office. Before he left, he asked if I was available to meet with him in private in twenty or thirty minutes. I agreed and told him I looked forward to it.About a half hour later, he pinged me on the phone and asked if now was a good time. I said it was and grabbed a pen and notepad. When I got to the door of his office, I knocked and he welcomed me in. He asked me to close the door. Is it the law that I can be married but not drink a beer?"I managed to wipe the smile from my face. "Yes, that's the law. But what would you rather do, be married or drink a beer?"Isidora was not to be deterred and she proclaimed loudly. "I want a beer now. You can marry me later."By this time every ear in the restaurant was tuned to our conversation. From a far corner an older black woman responded. "You go girl!"At this, the whole house burst into laughter and the waitress smiled. "Hon, we.