One thing I was never gonna do, pay a fat chick for sex!"Hey girl," I announced as she looked over at me, purposely sucking on her straw - letting me ...ee her full, red lips."My friends and I were wondering," I began as she looked down at my crotch, then back at the table towards Gary & Bill."Buy you a drink?" I asked, suddenly losing the balls to ask her."Never done three before," She simply said."Melissa." She announced as I observed her massive rack in the low cut top."I'm Grant," I nervously. "Up in the stands, Jimmy Preston, only recently arrived from outside, was complaining, "Where are all the hot girls?" Jimmy was a seven point seven at sixteen -- somewhat owlish in his eyeglasses. He'd been at the top of his class in high school -- and a year ahead -- but as occurs regularly, his social life had lagged. Jimmy was already pegged for a naval R & D site -- and if he hadn't showed up at the fair, a team would have picked him up soon, anyway -- but it would have been his first. "And if this is Thanksgiving, you're the turkey, and you'd better pray if you're going to get any of my dessert!"Now we were both laughing. I watched her eat and drink until she was completely sated. Finally pushing her plate back, she sighed and said. "That is probably the best meal I've ever had. Whew!" Don't forget, you still have a sausage coming. So to speak..." Oh man, I'm not sure I can 'stomach' that right now. But I did want to inspect it again. How about we try out that marvelous. She reached behind me and unzipped my dress, letting it fall to the floor in a silky red puddle. She stepped back, admiring my form. I hadn't worn a bra, so my breasts were bare, nipples hard as rocks. My brief panties were red stretch lace, barely covering my mound, and a tiny g-string up the back was nestled between my round ass cheeks. She smiled appreciatively, and began undressing herself. First, she unbuttoned her suit jacket, flinging it onto the floor. She was wearing a black lace teddy.