Michelea had brought the same disguise that I wore when the king announced our engagement. I changed into it. We got into a waiting car as soon as the...plane had landed and sped off for the castle. When we got there the king called us into his office and said ‘the wedding is in three weeks.’ Michelea and I enjoyed the next three weeks together. She took me on a huge tour of Lorwansa. We saw all of the sights to see. Korbalta Falls, which was over 3,500 feet tall. She also took me through. In addition to her extra helpings at the dinner table, she was addicted to the sweets that Mister Anderson at the soda fountain generously gave her whenever she went in just to browse through the displayed magazines. Mister Anderson was quick to give her little treats and rub the back of her neck when she was glancing at the racy magazines with the scantily clad women in bathing suits that she knew she could not wear without feeling embarrassed about her extra weight. He was a nice man, but was. " I looked up at him, and said the only thing I could think of "I've never gotten something special from a guy like your girlfriend has. I'm jealous of her." I shrugged, "I've always wanted a guy like you." It fell silent, he kept looking. He didn't look mad, he didn't look upset, but he didn't look thrilled. I didn't think he would be. Then he raised his eyebrows. I looked down, "No," I paused. "I just want..." I paused again, "you." I closed my eyes and did my best not to cry. It was quiet. The first female is a gorgeous 50 year old, who I have tried to interest for three years. She is friendly, attentive, flirtatious and physical, yet she doesn’t return my interest or accept my offers for dates outside of where she works. She is so beautiful the younger, more-handsome men pursue her. I’m sure that really highlights our age difference and physical differences. About the time of my 200th rejection from Miss Beautiful, a 26 year-old stripper started to work where I play pool once a.