What I prefer is irrelevant to what people should be. I like people for how I feel around them, and most likely if I find someone to be beautiful it has little or nothing to do with their body. I find that words are the most attractive features a person can offer, and only words seem to entice me. If a person’s words represents their soul, and they invite me to be intimate with them in a sexual manner, then I will become intrigued by their body regardless of size. It’s easy to not objectify strangers bodies if only one were to grasp on to a single shred of respect for individual possession of self.