She agreed to meet me for drinks and billiards, since her husband was out of town. I'd never been to the place before, so I relied on TomTom, who proudly delivered me to a pregnancy clinic. Thankfully the bar wasn't far from there. I met her in the parking lot; she was a heavier girl, but still attractive. She had white-blond hair cut short, pale skin, and an enormous ass.
As we walked in together, Fat Bottomed Girls was playing; I turned to her and said, "Hey, they're playing your song." She seemed taken aback and said, "I can't believe that is the first thing you'd say to someone." I laughed. She bought a pitcher of beer, and I got us some pool balls. We pretended to play pool for a while as she felt me out, asking various questions which I have forgotten.
At some point during the game, a tiny, hunched chinese man hobbled up to her and started rambling. She nodded and smiled as she spoke with him, but when he wandered off she told me he was known as Crazy Chen, and he would just keep talking if you let him. "Please just start making out with me if he comes over here again," she joked. I laughed.
It wasn't too much later that Crazy Chen hobbled over again. I saw her turn to him and start talking, so I grabbed her, turned her around and started kissing her. She pulled back briefly with bewilderment on her face, and then said "wait, one more," and kissed me again. Crazy Chen puttered over to some other patrons. "I can't believe you actually did that," she told me. "But you asked me to," I said. "Yeah, but who would actually do that?" I shrugged.
I watched Crazy Chen wander around the bar, muttering to people who didn't really see him. I wondered what sort of life he had lived- who had loved him once, who he had lost. It made me feel heavy to watch him. Eventually she waned to go for a walk, so we went for a walk. I took her hand, and she said "yeah, I guess that's ok." I laughed.
It was a beautiful night, a warm late-summer night in Georgia, and the wind blew cool on us. We walked and talked, until she stopped us in the middle of some street and pulled me to her. We sex webchat kissed and grabbed at each other, sighing and breathing under a street lamp. The heat rose in my blood that comes with kissing, and I distanced us. "Uh... wow," she said. "You feel that, huh?" I asked. "Yeah..." she seemed troubled.
On the way back to her car she pushed me up against the side of a wall and started kissing me again. I felt her body, pressed its flesh under my fingers, and imagined pushing her down and pinning her against her bed. I distanced us. She stopped back inside to pee, and came back out with a resolute face. "Ok, I'm going to go home and curse myself for not having sex with a really, really handsome guy." She said. "Kiss me before you go," I asked. "No, I can't, I can't, or something really bad will happen," she assured me.
I tried to get her to sit with me a while before she left, but she led me to her car and insisted that she go home. "It was nice meeting you, miss," I told her. She leaned toward me. I pulled away. "Come with me," I said. She dropped her keys, and I batted them behind me with my foot. "You!" She grunted, stooping to pick them up, and allowing me a deft and powerful slap on her huge ass. She rose up with a blend of anger and I-don't-know-what on her face. I laughed and went home. It was an odd but interesting night.

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