Kat was a renaissance alternative girl. She raced motorcycles, worked as a stripper, knew how to eat fire and could walk up a ladder of swords -- and was studying to be a web page designer, of course. Not long after I met her, she got implants [pretty much de rigueur in her line of work] and after that was liable to surprise friends and acquaintances, saying "Wanna see my new breasts?" She liked to find "sugar daddies" to take her around Europe and other parts of the world. Yet she had a certain odd hickness to her and even managed to scope out the redneck parties in San Francisco, which I would never have believed existed until I saw one.