My boyfriend doesn't budge but I accept the offer to smoke a blunt at his place. My boyfriend smokes, but he refused. His loss. Finally, my chance. We...sit, we smoke, we laugh, and I run back to my apartment to grab some more bud. Boyfriend hasn't moved.Perfect.I head back over but was sure to leave my bra behind. I'm sure my see-thru top wasn't distracting at all lol. He rolls up again, we smoke and somewhere in the mix, he takes his shirt off and said to make myself at home.He was shocked when. Stepping quietly out of the bedroom, I carefully closed the door so itwouldn't make any noise before slipping into my workout clothes. As Idid, I noticed the living area bed of the R/V was empty. Since it wassix in the morning, it didn't take someone of my considerableintelligence to figure out where its occupants might have gone. Whileone made it a habit of waking with the sun and going on very earlymorning runs, the other had been understandably on edge as of late andit made sense that she. In public this time! I know it!" Uh, huh." Wendy didn't seem convinced. "What's this about humiliating the fat girl? Wasn't he helping you lose weight?" Well, yeah. He said that..." What size were you when you started your weight loss program?" Um. Sixteen." Be honest, Shirley. It's me. You were an eighteen."No! "I had a couple of size eighteens, but most of my stuff was sixteen." I protested."OK. What size was the dress that Jim recently purchased for you? The one that looks hot."Wendy had a. She then came back in, "I forgot; your car keys, all of them." Like a lamb I handed them over. Now she had access to all the possessions I had in this world, which wasn't really very much.I thought, or was it I hoped to get into bed with her that night, but I was disappointed. I got a good-night kiss and a lovely handful of her naked breast but that was all. In fact I appreciated the rest, for lately if they had conducted the survey of the number of times one had sex in a week I would have.