Since the movie adaptation of The Sapphic Pirate Miranda with Anne Hathaway and Dawn French had come out, his life had been a whirlwind of book tours,...signings ... and, of course, groupies. There was no shortage of BBW femaledom on hand at each signing, eager to experience firsthand the Schmertzylvanian lovemaking secrets of the world's most famous (and, with his waxed mustaches and aroma of horse-leather and brandy, dashingly handsome) writer of BBW erotica.Once this would have been too absurd. “I guess he didn’t have the stomach to stand behind his big mouth. He ran from here so fast that he left his women behind. I’ve been keeping them company while I figure out what to do with them.” And I winked at her.“Yea, well you left without paying for breakfast. Your ticket is up by the register.“Sorry Ruth, things were kind of screwed up this morning. I’ll take care of it after lunch.”I pointed the girls to a booth so that they would have to show their pussies when they got in and out of. Later in the week I’ll see to it that I’m a bit more adventurous, but for tonight, it will be more straightforward; in the bedroom on the bed. I position the laptop at the foot of the bed, ready to record my slightest movement. I make sure to start punctually, on the stroke of nine. It’s an unspoken agreement between myself and my secret admirer. The show always starts at nine on the dot.Oh dear, that makes me sound very wicked. It makes me sound like a strip club hussy. I feel ashamed. I. John will be down here for you.”With a hurt look on her face, Sherry was about to say something when Beth interjected, “It’s not that he doesn’t want to, it’s just that he doesn’t get it.”Shaking his head, Ed explained, “Sherry, Beth has this wild idea that you want to sleep with me. Now I know that after all the pain that I’ve given you in the past that is the last thing that you would want to do. I’d appreciate it if you would explain that to her because she just doesn’t believe me.”Jim and.