Maybeeven “Hot,” if I was in that kind of mood, whichpossibly I was. But the other reason I noticed him isthat he was obviously noticing m.... He had thick black eyebrows over deep-welled black eyesthat were looking my way with an appreciation thatbordered on hunger. I have a good body for the gym, welldefined, and I work out in lycra shorts, sports bra, anda loose tank top, and after I get warmed up on theStairMaster I usually shed the tank top. It’s not the first time a guy. What was it they were calling it at school? Yep, 'emotional intelligence', that was it. If you asked me, that was a stupid phrase.A teacher had tried to explain the difference between the boys and girls in class:"Ask a girl what her favourite scent is and she'll tell you Chanel or Givenchy."Ask a boy what his favourite scent is and he's likely to say the smell of bacon frying."That may sound stupid, but it kind of illustrates the different levels that boys and girls work on.I think Brenda had. Out steps a beautiful Spanish woman no taller than 5'3 and I'd say at least 250 pounds the first thing I thought of to say was "Damn sweetie". She was blushing with a big smile and said I guess you really do like fat women I had to correct her with no I love beautiful and curvy girls and you are both. We were a little nervous but she had me follow her inside she had on moderatly tight jeans but they hugged her from her big sexy thighs up her ass was huge and jiggled a little when she walked she. I’d like to see it.“When do you want to go?” I said.The cannon match wasn’t until Sunday.“Now?” he said. Let’s see what kind of excuses she can come up with to stay here.“Come on ... I have to tell the girls where I’m going.” I told him. “I should change out of my shoot clothes. Jeans and a shirt would be good. It might be cold up here but it’s hot down below.”I stopped at the lodge, changed clothes and told Hilda where I was going. The rest of the girls were shopping the traders.“Lets go,” I.