I didn’t look forward to it, considering that I thought that she was incredibly uptight and all about work. No lie, Lynn seemed to be just a straigh...-up bitch. While on the plane to Philadelphia, she bored me with work schedules and stuff, until eventually I just tuned her out entirely. Even inside of the airport, she seemingly would not shut the fuck up about anything. My thinking at the time was “Great, I’m stuck with a boring-ass bitch that rarely has fun.” We get to our hotel late in the. I could not believe that I was really sending a picture to another boy, of me as a girl, and he thought that I was a girl. I did not get an immediate reaction, so I figured that he had an older system where he would have to exit one program to look at the picture."You is one foxy looking honey, Debi" flashed up on my screen.I flushed with pleasure that a guy looked at my picture, and thought that I was foxy looking."Thank you Kenneth. Do you have one to?" Here is comes, babe."In seconds, I. He hadn't given her any signals, in fact he'd done everything short of punching her out to get her to go away. The damn woman just wouldn't give up. She just kept on coming onto Ben and shoving her cleavage into his face. If the broad had just wanted a roll in the hay he'd probably have obliged her. She wasn't bad looking even though she had about 12 years on him. He could just tell, though, that if he ever fell for that she would have him chained up so fast his head would spin. Ben had been. As we walked in the theater I began to realize why the tickets were only $5. The room was small and looked like it could only seat 50 people max and the seat where a little run down. But all that didn’t matter to me because I was with her. As we took our seats waiting for the previews to start I convinced her to sit on my lap. As she sat on my lap we began to kiss…oh so passionately I could her warm love for me on her lips as she kissed me and our tongues began to fondle each other. We stayed.