Patricia had received a few e-mailsdue to the site but something about them made her uncomfortable. The writersseemed preoccupied with her measurement... and her availability for travel. Butone fellow was local and his e-mails had seemed nice. He seemed interested inher and not her measurements. She had corresponded with him for a couple ofweeks before accepting this date, the first one that had resulted from her webpage. Patricia wondered about the kind ofguy who would be interested in a woman. Although I didn’t have any drinks in me yet, I spotted you from across the bar. Standing tall at six-two, about two--undred sixty pounds, you were exactly what I liked and then some. I told my boyfriend that I would fuck you if I got the chance and he instantly told me to not even think about it. Knowing I couldn’t have you, my infatuation continued. Dressing a little sluttier each time I came in, I kept hoping you would notice me and flirt a little.I remember the one night I came in dressed in. Fingers and toes?Check and check-check.My chest hurt like someone used it to light off fireworks. The burn was going to be a problem if it kept up very long.Head – Ok, let's take that one slowly...HOLY CRAP!!!!!I've got a head, but it isn't nice.'So, ' I thought. 'How dead am I?'The answer to that question stumped me to the point that I put off opening my eyes and discovering who I was, this time.Besides...The quiet wasn't so silent that I was dead, so you might say that the quiet was loud. As I got a little braver, I exposed more of my now hard cock and still she said nothing, I’m not actually sure just what I did expect her to say! She did however, come over to the sofa and sat next to me, really close, as she always had done. After the initial panic and not really knowing what to do, I figured that she had clearly seen my erect cock and still came and sat with me, so to hell with it. I put my arm around her and pulled her even closer, the feel of her tight young body under the.