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I finally met her
I finally met her Names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent! I had just finished a major writing project at work, hit the off button and decided to head downtown for a burger and a beer. I sat there at the bar by myself and after finishing the burger and beer number three I was ready to head out the door. It was a nice spring day after all, sunshine, warmth a combination that had been sorely lacking for a while here in Missoula. I squared up the tab with the bartender and was about to leave when a cute young thing walked in the door. Interesting I thought as I stood. The young lady strode right over and sat on the barstool next to me and ordered and beer and a whiskey. I sat back down and decided to have another beer and watch the sights, so to speak. The young lady turned and glanced at my direction, her eyes widened, I could swear she turned red as she quickly turned the other direction. I couldn’t help but feel somehow I knew this woman but couldn’t place her. The beers arrived and so with liquid courage, I asked her if we had met. She turned to me, looking sheepishly and said that we belonged to Senior Sizzle and that we had been trading emails and messages for several months. I thought, this is her, missoulababe, the one with the gorgeous breasts I had been admiring for some time. I actually wasn’t sure what to say but after another sip of courage I asked if she was who I thought she was. With a quick yes, all of my nerves left and I started asking questions, rapid fire, one after another, never stopping for air and never stopping for an answer either. Missoulababe answered my questions patiently and then started firing hers at me. We sat there at the bar for hours, drinking beer and whisky and talking. The talk quickly turned to sex and our mutual lack of getting any. The complaints were getting animated when we realized that the bartender had overheard us and was trying to listen in. I suggested that we move to a booth in the back where we would be alone. I slid into the booth and was pleasantly surprised when she slid into the seat next to me. I couldn’t help myself and bent forward and kissed her lips, so red and luscious, tasting of beer and whisky. I nearly jumped out of my seat when she reached down and grabbed my crotch. Should we continue… |
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quality story fella
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5/21/2009 12:29 am |
Gotta take her fishin bud..... Hang in there. S and F WERREADY51
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you are such a bad bad boy! ok...we HAVE TO MEET?
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you are such a bad bad boy! ok...we HAVE TO MEET?
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