She somewhat reluctantly agreed and dressed very sexy in a black pant suit that had a black see through top and black high heels.We met Robert at a lo...al club that seemed to cater to the black crowd. We had a couple of drinks and they danced a bit. It was obvious to me that he found her sexually attractive. Soon she decided the music was too loud, so she suggested we go to our house. She rode in Robert's SUV and a couple of times I thought I saw her head duck down below window level. When we. I wanthaters to give me their best shot because I would be a confident beautifulfat woman. I know there are mean people who make fun of larger women, butI wonder how thrilled I would feel to be called a "fat girl" or havesomeone make fun of my huge butt. I have read so many fat-positive blogsthat I know it would inspire more confidence in myself. Big is beautiful!I haven't really thought of men sexually before, but lately I have beganto fantasize about being a BBW with a man. I don't like men. ” the doctor says as he bins his gloves and turns away from me. I quickly dress and leave the room with my Dad. We make another appointment for 2 weeks time.On the journey home I tell my Dad I’m not really comfortable with the doctor, that I don’t like the examination. Dad seems concerned, but explains how important it is to ensure all’s well with the pregnancy and that the baby is developing well. I try to take this on board, but just can’t get past how humiliating it is having an internal. Smiles on Santa's face often terrify a small child, but a looming mug that is a mass of white hair with a small dark hole in it is even worse. I've learned to take my chances with my own face.His eyes widened and he sucked in breath. I watched those wide eyes shift to the bag I was carrying."You put him in there?" he squeaked, sounding outraged."I'm sorry, Timothy," I said. "The little brothers were all taken when I got back to the nursery. All that were left were twin girls, and I didn't think.