The longer that humanity continued to exist the more scattered, damaged, and in some cases completely lost, good genes became. It was a rare thing to find a person that had come through the gaps and pitfalls of history sporting a complete picture of health, but that was Maria.
Chantry let his eyes roam over her appreciating the Creator's handiwork. Maria stood at an average height of about five foot six. Feature wise she seemed a conglomeration of several peoples with Middle Eastern being the strongest. Her Middle Eastern look gave her skin a warm brown color that women all over the world coveted and regularly exposed themselves to acquiring skin cancer in tanning salons in their dissatisfaction with the skin that God gave them.
Chantry firmly believed Adam and Eve must have been of such a brown color with the other colors of pigmentation separating out over time to their different extremes. Everything about her face was completely symmetrical, which bore evidence of both good genes and a history free of parasites and disease.
Almost no one on the planet could boast of having a truly symmetrical face. Those that did were often worshiped as models or actresses. Beyond being symmetrical Maria had everything else that exuded a naturally fertile beauty. Her form curved and dipped in and out in a healthy hourglass shape that lighted men's passions with the desire to have her if but for just one moment.
"You're not turning into a dirty old man that I have to worry about are you?" Maria asked with one dark eyebrow arching high.
Chantry knew she was only kidding him so he played along with her and wiggled his bushy eyebrows suggestively, which caused her to laugh.
He enjoyed the sound of her laughter for it was rare, but seriousness returned as he watched her. He asked, "Have you never wanted children Maria or a home with a loving husband in all your long years?"
Maria's laughter faded away and she became her usual serious self again, but she didn't make eye contact as she responded, "How do you know that I haven't?"
"You are many mysteries combined into one big puzzle my dear, but one thing I can say is that you've never had children."
"Oh and how's that?" She inquired.
"Mothers have a certain intrinsic quality about them and you don't have that yet. It's a very defining aspect of someone, who has labored and suffered in order to bring a new life into the world. Besides that I've seen you quite a few times in those skimpy hooker outfits on missions to know that the only thing that you have that engenders a stretch mark is how you enflame men with the desire to have you."