One night they found themselves running through a rainstorm and when they got to Annalee's home, they both went inside. Annalee, hardly wet between raindrops and Jacob, soaked sopping wet in his diameter, both got naked and with a glass of good wine, found themselves in Annalee's bed.

Horizontally, Jacob's roundness reached greater heights than Annalee's stick-figure bones. Jacob felt like a warrior and Annalee felt naturally pretty.