I was rather big always, but I come by naturally my dad is 6 foot 4. My mom was what they sometimes called big boned. She was a bit fat but she had ...muscles on her, with a big frame.Being as they were that size they did tended to intimidate me when I was younger. By the time I got to be 13 and started developing my body I wasn't as afraid of them any more. I was getting to be mean. I was working out with my best friend Butch, pumping iron. That wasn’t his real name but nobody called him. They all paled before her, she looked better than a most perfect Vargas Girl. I reached for her and she disappeared... I skipped out of work that day and went to the arcade early. My junk food money disappeared into the change machine to chunk out as shiny quarters. I fed the Dark Stalkers machine, but my mind wasn't into it. And I needed to get past this level to see my sorceress. C'mon Steve, you can do it with your eyes closed, concentrate! A few dollars of quarters later, I finally made it. She didn’t say anything, but, in one smooth move, started kissing my neck and escorted my hand under her panties. She was so wet. Even though we’d done so much with each other, I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. I rubbed her clit until she came, then pulled her panties to the side as I’d seen in porn clips and entered her. Very gently. I looked to Mel and Klay again, I’d completely forgotten about their existence. It seemed like they had finished each other. Klay was naked on the. ” He sat down, motioned for me to take a seat opposite him. I did. He leaned back; his arms spread. “Please, enlighten me as to what news could possibly change things around here?”I grinned. “Sure. I’ll start with the simplest one. I’m sure you’ve heard rumors that the Minutemen were back, that they had a new General.”“Of course. Those folks were ineffective before, things broke down and they fell apart. It’ll take more than someone calling themselves General to bring them back again. Oh, where.