Karen as is her way, loves being chatted up by the waiters who can’t do enough for her when she wears her tight blouses which make her breasts look ...ven bigger. As the evening wore on she and Tony the head waiter were getting quite cheeky with each other in a friendly way. “I’m just going to the ladies” said Karen, “I won’t be long” she said as she teetered off in her high heels. I took this opportunity to sneak out for a smoke. Ten minutes later I’m back and know sign of Karen. Five minutes. We traded pics and she was absolutely beautiful black wavy hair full pouty lips blue eyes I couldn't see much of her body what I could see looked thick. I didn't waste any time letting her know what I thought her reply said thank you that I was a good looking guy but when we meet in person I'll probably think shes too fat. She had no idea how much I loved BBW ladys. I told her that definitely wasn't going to happen so she called so we could talk for about it and feel eachother out more we. I needed a gun.I needed a gun, RIGHT NOW."Give me a gun," I said, startling her.Her head swung around, her black eyes pinning me to the mattress. "What did you say, David?" You know precisely what I said. This place, wherever we are, is way too quiet. Whoever is supposed to be your first line of defense has already been compromised or is dead. Either way, I can tell by your body language that we are in trouble. So give me a gun and step off into the shadows. There is no sense letting them know. ”“Room twenty-two. She told me she asked for that room, because twenty-two is her lucky number.”“You’d think a woman who’s smart enough to become a doctor, wouldn’t even think about lucky numbers, would you?”“Do you have a lucky number, Josey?”“Not until right this minute - when I picked number twenty-two.”“I hope your luck runs so good, you and Clara Francis can make a deal and she agrees to come here to start a new clinic.”I don’t know why I get so nervous when I’m about to meet an educated.