Me: Why don’t you drink?She: It doesn’t suit me.Me: Oh! Okay! But let me tell you something. Nothing is better than a joint and whiskey and some g...od old chill out songs.She: Really? You seem to be a fan of whiskey.Me: Let’s just say that I am a fan of fine things.She: Interesting.We both smoked that joint and got high. Then we were just chit-chatting about anything and everything. Out talks did not even make sense, but we were laughing like mad people. After a while, she felt sleepy and said. It’s taken months, of depriving myself of desserts and carbs, of walking on a treadmill until my feet protested, of daily weighings, but I finally hit my goal weight. The lightest I’ve been in 20 years. I have, little by little, started to enjoy buying and wearing clothes again. When my weight reached a plateau and wouldn’t budge for weeks, I kept my resolve by promising myself something really special if and when I hit my target. And I have. I treated myself to a turquoise blue, shimmery,. She released for a moment to let me breathe and pulled her thong to the side revealing her nice tight asshole and her slippery shining pussy. She noticed my mouth was opened and she spat into my mouth again. "Put your tongue up my asshole!" she demanded. I stuck my tongue as deep as i could into her butthole. as i did i felt her legs shake above me and heard her moan with pleasure. "thats right, fuck my ass with your tongue" she continued to grind on my face and her hole was. She had finally relented. As a corporate woman she had had done lot of shouting and hence had developed a husky voice. I was measured in my response and spoke gently congratulating her on her attractive voice. She wouldn’t buy it completely but did respond by thanking me back. It took two more weeks before she messaged me from her mobile phone and I got to know her number. Text messaging is such an amazing concept and that was going to be my channel of communication now. We began greeting each.