I have for what it was worth never really went on a true date like that.However that all changed when my friend put me in contact with a really true g...nt. Karl was 45 and was best friends with the hubby of my best friend. I was on cloud nine when my friend decided to set us up on a date.It was just after eight on Saturday night when I was doing my nails that my life really changed forever. I had just bathed and was now all set for a slap up meal. I had slipped into a red and white flowery. Was there Japanese cops waiting to lock them up, what about the Yakuza? Did they expect some form of handshake for warding off unwanted visitors as I performed the lurid act? I'd have to be prudent and wait a little longer. "I'd like to visit this Fuji" I tell her. I had not even finished the sentence and she shoots up hugging me, pelvis grinding hard on my groin as she presses herself close, close into my personals space. So close with her arms bear hugging around me that I could smell a faint. The process was not easy; each name had to be checked for state of residency and all the other rules that applied. Once the request and warrant went to the federal judge for his approving signature, then a warrant was printed out on the printer on the proper legal forms. When that was done a copy of the warrant was sent to Eric’s group in the DHS. It was sent to all DHS connected outlets to flag that individual, stopping him or her from traveling by air or rail. And to Treasury, any financial. Radio seemed to like the great equalizer.When WKRP had an opening for an school-aged intern, I was called for an interview by Andy Travis and twenty minutes later I was welcomed aboard WKRP in Cincinnati (not our real call letters). Everything seemed perfect! Everything except one thing:Loni.She was five-foot six, early 20's, self-assured, gorgeous, and her conical knockers had every man's attention, that is, except me. I hardly notice girls boobs. Even before I could tie my shoes I was an ass.