Jason was floored. He had never heard her make thatparticular noise before. "Ohhh, good choice." Steakhouse Special?" Lisa's voice sounded very confus...d."What?" Jason smiled at the phone. "You've never really gone out andpartied at a good New York steakhouse? Maybe it's a guy thing." Heglanced back at Chris."Likely," was the reply from his lover."Ok then," he replied back to the phone, "here's the breakdown. Got apad?" Yes, madam," replied the phone. Jason winced at the term."Alright. The first. Ilooked closer at my face and drew my hand up to touch it. It was so softand smooth. My eyebrows were neatly plucked into a delicate arch. Ilooked like a girl. An ugly girl with no boobs and a penis - but a girl."My tattoo," I heard from behind me. "You have my tattoo". I turned inthe mirror and looked over my shoulder. Sure enough, there it was - asmall rose on my left cheek. I ran my fingers over it. It had been therea while. "Look, Rachel, this just isn't possible. I mean, have you evereven. Let me pause to state that my wife is a BBW, but is not confident in her weight even though she knows I am a BBW and SSBBW lover. I loooooove fat women, hence my interest in feeding. She said she would do whatever and wanted to make my fantasies come true but we just couldn’t get into it. It wasn’t all for nothing though as it caused her to open up about one of her biggest fantasies. I never in a million years would have thought that it would be something that she would be into, but she said. The shirt was large and loose on her, but he could still make out her lovely figure. His eyes wandered down to her bare legs. He remembered how good they felt wrapped around him.He had never imagined allowing anyone into his truck let alone allow someone to lay in its bed. All he wanted to do right now was to lie down and run his hands all over her, continuing the passionate lovemaking that had happened the night before in the hotel. It was important that they stick to the schedule today. They.