Afterwards, she turns back to you and trots onward towards her destination, leaving you a smile and a lovely view of her full-figured, rubenesque body...once more as she parts ways with you, hoping to meet again soon. A day that'll be more than worth the time with a large beauty like her. Now as one would bed with her after a good hot meal with desert and a night out on the town; the kiss from her full-thick, DSL lips would be the first notion on her gifted charms splashing you with nothing. “You’re never gonna believe this!” she told Pippa.“You have just died and gone to heaven,” responded Pippa after Jennie had described the hunk that stood in front of her. “What are you wearing underneath?”“Pardon? My pink thong…why?”“Open your legs and let him see!” “You’re not serious are you?”“Listen Jennie,” said Pippa, “he won’t smash through the window and who the hell can see you apart from him?”She has a point, Jennie thought, the door was behind her on the right-hand side and her legs. ..I take a bottle of champagne from an ice bucket and open it with a bang. You have just about recovered yourself and cross to join me, your top still open and half off your shoulders allowing your breasts to poke out of the undone bra. You take your glass and kiss me softly. Then you down the contents of your flute in one swift movement and give me a big grin. I laugh and move to pour you some more. As I do so you move in behind me and begin to undo my shirt. I feel your nails moving down my. No, this laugh had body, character, and harmony, like pixies were dancing in her throat. ‘Ok. Well, I have papers to finish writing, so I need to get back to those.’ I smiled. ‘Don’t hesitate to call.’ I rose from that bench, mind far clearer, and at the same time somehow muddier, and walked back home. ============================= My cell phone rang, pulling me from the warmth of my dreams. Who in the name of Godzilla’s twelve story cock would be calling at–I forced an eyelid open to discern.