I didn’t even know she was coming to visit until she called me yesterday. And speaking of yesterday, how was your tea?”Elizaveta rolled her eyes, ...“Fun when I was five, boring now. I really can’t stand the long white gloves!”“What do you plan to wear for our wedding?”“Just the nice white dress I have, no veil, gloves, or anything like that. And you’re wearing your suit, right?”“That’s the plan. Have you told your grandmothers?”“Yesterday. That was another reason I didn’t enjoy the tea outing.. This guy sat next to me and placed his hand on my leg. I was so turned on at this moment that I let my horniness take over my common sense. He worked his hand up my leg and spread them. I just responded. I was wet and very horney. He started to feel up my crouch and then worked his hand inside my blouse. I was lost at this point. The passion was just too much. He pulled me down to the mattress and started kissing me. He was a good kisser and continued feeling up my crouch. He then worked his. Busted! I quickly agreed to have dinner with her before she decided to file an order of protection instead. ‘Where would you like to go?’ I asked. ‘You decide. Pick me up at 6:30. Oh yea, have flowers.’ She gave me the address and the line was dead. As I approached her door, my thoughts raced from what she would be wearing to what I would say to sound clever. With a very fashionable bunch of tulips in my grasp, I decided I’d have to hug her because my palm was sweating profusely. I knocked on. You just don’t have a clue do you honey? Your weight is not YOU. It is a part of you, but not in a bad way. You have a lovely face, fantastic hair, and a sharp wit that goes well with your sharp tongue. Not to mention a great set of hooters.” She paused with a sigh, “Glenn, has been asking me about you since the first day he saw you. He walks down your hallway and out the door at the end even though his office is in the other direction just so he can glance at you as you work at your desk.” She.