I looked up to find you smiling at me, eyes sparkling from the bar lights. Before I could say anything you leaned forward, pressed your body against m...ne and kissed me in the most passionate way possible. The taste of your lips against mine drove me crazy with lust. You then used your arm to make sure the bar behind me was clear and boosted me on top of it. You gazed into my eyes as your hands slid up my thighs as you parted my legs. You glanced down as you lifted my skirt and with a pleased. Miranda was the most physically imposing woman he had ever seen. Six feet tall and well-muscled -- the result of years of body building, she said. They met, at his suggestion, in front of a popular restaurant, and she greeted him with an enthusiastic hug. So enthusiastic, in fact, that she lifted him a foot off the ground and nearly cracked a couple of his ribs."Good to see ya finally, Georgie. Gotta love a fella who wants to experience the bottom side. Oh, did I embarrass you? You're actually. .." Tiffany wailed tearfully. "She's really going to... do that for me? I can't let her, I just can't." That's show biz, kid," Dippy shrugged, darting a sharp appraising glance at the young girl. "And maybe she won't mind as much as you think. Maybe you're all wrong about big sister June, kid. I happen to know that she made it with a married couple last night, and got buggered by a delivery man in the kitchen of their apartment this morning. Also..." He paused, waiting for all that to sink in. That day the platform was extra crowded because of delays, and so to avoid being late, I had to squeeze on behind this large lady. I barely made it on myself, so I was irritated when, as the doors were whooshing shut, this young man shoe-horns himself in behind me. His body was plastered against mine, and I could feel his junk crushed against my behind. But I thought it was an accident. When I craned to look behind me, he was a nicely dressed, pretty good looking white guy who didn’t seem like.