Jordan crinkled his forehead in confusion, “You really don’t mind? Everyone I’ve ever asked that has threatened to call the cops on me if I didn...��t get rid of it” He laughed, “Haha, you’re really cool Mai, ya know that? Really freaking cool.” Well hell, if I’m so cool, ask me out on a date or something, moron. She rolled her eyes at the thoughts that passed through her head because she knew that those kinds of things would never happen for someone like her. Mai was born normally, maybe. I'd forgone my personal life for so long, it had been nearly eight years since I'd had sex with anyone other than my hand.It's not that I wasn't attractive; I knew I was a bit more attractive than the average man. I kept in shape, I worked out at least three hours a week, I usually ate fairly healthy, and I was luckily blessed with good genes. But I just didn't put any effort into getting dates; I hadn't really put any effort into since my mother past away. And combined with the ideas running. I knew that there was a Flying A Truck Stop a few miles up ahead and decided to pull in and get gas and something to eat. After I filled my tank up I pulled to the parking area to go inside and grab some lunch. Whenever I got out of my car, I noticed a young BBW Lady sitting on a bench outside the building. When I walked by she smiled and said hello and I said hi and went inside. I sat by a window directly behind where she was sitting on the bench.I ate my lunch , paid my bill and walked. “Watch me,” I reply, a wild sex-driven smirk showing under my dark glasses.I glance down to your hardness and let myself climax completely. You growl. Not anger, but jealousy. Jealous of my hand. I smile even bigger and lean my breasts as close to your face as I dare, without letting you touch.Now you have had it. Taking me to the limit was your job, and I stole that from you. You pull over, gravel and dust creating a small tornado as you brake. Its darker now, the sun has almost set. You turn.