“Why does she want to meet me at such an expensive place just to break-up with me?” I asked myself. It was a weekend so I prepared for the date. I...wore a nice suit and went to the hotel.It was ten minutes past eight still I was sitting alone in the hotel’s restaurant. Riya had already booked a table for two. I waiting while sipping on the complimentary wine. Then all of a sudden things changed.At distance, a couple of tables from me, a woman was wearing a sexy sparking red sari with a black. Sophomore year was in session and most of the kids had not seen Ron since June therefore they didn’t recognize him as he had grown during the spring and summer and was now an average height at five nine. Still a skinny guy he was barely able to add enough weight to match the growth spurt. Even though the girls seemed to like the taller frame of Ron Clark and began to show romantic interest in him, relationships did not go well. He tried dating a couple of nice young ladies but both attempts. "I'm katie do you like my tits?" i said to him as i pushed my chest to within inches of his face, his face was going red as he tried to mumble something and i could feel his cock getting bigger under my bum. But then it hit me! as he spoke i nearly fainted, BAD BREATH ALERT, i've got this theory that smelly breath equals smelly cock and after a lot of research i can tell you this is 99% accurate! I jumped up, grabbed Kirsty's hand and shouted TOILET, as i pulled her away. We finished our drinks. "You just said you have all theevidence. You said you have it all on film!" I do Mr. Cirillo, but that wasn't the entire plan," said Mr. Porter. "Weagreed that you'd do what you have to do, and I'd use this as backup ifneeded. The goal was for him to break it off and want you. That hasn'thappened yet, but I think it's close." Close, how do you know??" screamed Connor."Here's how?" said Mr. Porter, spinning his computer. "If you read his emailand texts, or listen to his voicemail, he's not.