" She paused. "I'm sorry your Honor. That's not it. It must be a little further along."To be truthful I was a little further along myself. I was looki...g at an amazing beaver shot, right up this girl's skirt. And while it wasn't the cutest beaver I'd ever seen, it was still the best thing around at the moment. Anyway she had a cute face, perfectly round with big saucer eyes that she had accented with eyeliner and long lashes. She was maybe 10 or 15 pounds overweight, though that's well within. She let out a tiny moan. My cock was throbbing in my pants, desperate to be let out...But it was too much for her. She stopped me and said she was going to bed. And that was that. Surprisingly, things weren't awkward between us after that. But I couldn't stop thinking about her lovely little tits (my girlfriend had these beautiful big breasts that I couldn't get enough of, but you know how it is with shiny new things). If anything, we became closer friends, and we all would hang out together. I didn’t mind her, but she could be a bit of a snob. She made a comment about some of the girl’s dresses. I can’t remember her exact words but it was something like; “Those dresses don’t look too bad, considering the price you paid for them.” A couple of my friends faces fell. With several vodka redbulls sloshing around my system, I set a challenge I would have never in a million years contemplated a year ago, let alone initiated. “Alright then, Miss, I only buy my dresses in snotty nosed. She had on an almost “Clintonesque” business suit, not really night club stuff. Being the chivalrous sort, I decided to spend some time with her and make her feel at home. She may have ranked seven on my scale of ten but beauty really is only skin deep.Working in healthcare her husband had remained in Malaysia and she was lonely. As we talked I learned she had just returned from her daughter’s wedding and had been looking at uploaded photos; I asked to see them. The first appeared to be two.