. each one came up with something meaty and dripping ... he could see them swallow in the moonlight and grin at each other ... hair rough and shaggy a...ound stiff collars.They were man sized but he knew they weren't men. They looked his way but he must have been downwind and in shadows because they both dragged a dirty sleeve across a dripping mouth and bent to rip and tear again. This time ... when they came back up he could see the fingers of a hand, white in the moonlight, sticking out of the. She caressed the black keys with the back of her long fingers as she sat down on the leather bench. It was a silent greeting between two friends. The storm picked up outside. She watched it a moment, seeing her reflection in the window in one flash. Her wavy brown hair down around her shoulders and breasts in a rare release from hair clips. Soft lips, full and turned down sadly reflecting the sadness in her eyes. She thought of David again. The way he felt sleeping beside her. The way he smiled. The milkshake was real. Or was it?Was I going crazy, as in totally insane? Was I imagining things? Was Iso desperately pathetically lonely that I could create the vision, andcould it be so life-like that it convinced me it was real?But the shake was real! I?d never tasted anything so real before in mywhole life.I looked at myself in the mirror. I was the same. I hadn?t changed.My wish to be sexually attractive was real, and yet even though Geniesaid it was done, I still looked exactly the. After I hadmistreated my body for most of my 40 years, I had finally decided to dosome sports. Before I even wanted to think about weights and all thoseheavy machines, I planned to lose some lbs with cardio only. For now.There were some other fat people in my gym, which felt a littleencouraging. But there were a lot of sports-illustrated-bodies around aswell, if you catch my meaning. Every sight of them brought me down. Themen, because I knew I did not have the discipline to get there myself.
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