That pony tail bounced about her shoulders with her every stride, and that wasn’t all that noticeably bounced. ‘Quit staring, freak, I’ll call ...the cops!’ Katie growled with a condescending smirk. It’d been this way ever since junior high school, when the students began to organize themselves into caste systems. Katie had been popular, and Bobby had been a geek, an outcast. Little had changed since grade school. Still, he had always found her to be incredibly gorgeous, everyone did. In fact,. 'They are too small for me', he said, in a more serious tone, my glass was suspended between my lips, and Louise's mouth hung open.The silence in the room was palatable, he poured the remnants of the bottle into Louise's glass, 'One more ladies', he asked, and I said, 'Sure, why not', and he smiled bowed and went out.'Fucking hell, Louise, if he is telling the truth, he is big'. She beamed, then laughed, 'Wow', was all she said, and as suddenly as he disappeared, he was back with another bottle. So why now? On the periphery of his consciousness he realized she was chatting about the apartment, but his mind was working almost solely on what his best move might be.Walking near her, he let his body graze hers, invading personal space but not so egregiously that she felt threatened. He knew she was a bit skittish, so he had to carefully find the balance between pushing but not too hard. He told himself that if he could maneuver the situation well enough, then the pushing could be much more. . Bridges, or skyscrapers? Better condominiums?" I lifted my eyebrows playfully. "What turns you on?" Heh! Shopping malls." He grinned at me, taking a swallow of his beer."Sure, shopping malls," I said, teasing him with a doubtful smile."I want to design one where you can actually find a bathroom," he shrugged. "What do you want to do?" Me?" I brushed my hair back, buying a little time to decide. "I want to paint you." You can paint me!" Dave laughed and touched my hip, which was mildly.