These little girls are fawning over me while I’ve got mothers on their knees in my trailer. These little girls don’t know how precious they are and that they are fawning over old used up bits that old hags beg and crawl for. They don’t understand the concept of settling in full, and they may probably end up doing as much of such, since they don’t, as many don’t, understand the vast vast numbers of beautiful delightful human soul mates for you to meet and fall in love with and learn and grow with and share. There really are so many fish in the sea. But luckily, these precious little nymph fingerlings are here for me.