Now:
Skip found Lamna deep in warm donut batter, like he could every morning after his own shift.
Lamna stirred the batter with a paddle that reminded Skip of a canoe paddle.
Like everyone else who worked and lived there, like Skip himself, Lamna kept every hair on her body shaved and worked in the nude.
And this was one huge woman we're talking about here.
Lemna, again, like Skip, liked to eat the donuts she helped make.
She weighed a good four hundred pounds.
Skip weighed at least three hundred pounds himself.
He'd gained a pound or a couple hundred in the two years after being dumped into Earth 10,000 A.D. from eight thousand years before.
Lamna grinned when she saw him.
What teeth remained in her head were black stubbles.
"Just who I needed to see!" she yelped. "Get in here and fuck me, Skip!"