. she'll come and sit at your table, the rest is up to you, bro!"Oh, shit! I'm already sweating.All week, even at work, all I could think of was this ...lind date! What if I didn't like her? What if I disappointed her? What'll I talk about? What if she's somebody I know and dumped, because I met and fell in love with Jackie? All of these questions were swirling around in my head, making me nervous -- making me sweat!Saturday came and I was laying out what I was going to wear tonight! Mom used to. I think we were both charged with desire but uncertain how to proceed.So we talked about our hopes, feelings, about others in the group, music, I even talked about motorcycles. She listened, and more remarkably for me, I listen to her.I loved her voice, not just her relatively exotic Canadian accent, but its timbre and expressive quality.She used her hands a lot to describe things and her eyes would flash when she was excited about something.She told me I was too skinny, but I had a cute. It was a sure bet he was bleeding into his lung."OK, you sit against that tree and I'll run back and get an ambulance on the way." Better make it quick 'cause I'm getting a little woozy. I don't know how long I can keep an eye on these guys."I picked up the dart pistol and walked behind the guy with the mushy face and shot him in the ass with a dart. It got a reaction."You motherfucker!" he screamed. "You're a dead man!"I helped him down to the ground with a smack across the head with the. My pussy lips closed around the crown of his cock head and he tried to force his himself further into me, as he pushed, he was not able to get in to me any further! My vagina was simply too small for his gigantic cock. As he grew more frustrated at not being able to mount me properly Leroy began talking really vulgarly and started swearing and grunting.He exclaimed, " Sharron, what’s up with you? Your cunt feeling so tight? My cock can’t get inside you! "Now, obviously I could not be silent any.