Spec’s:
- ~5’3″ (form-sake was too tall; taller than me)
- ~120 lbs.
- perfect perky C-cup tits just the way I (Auz) instinctively know they should be on females
- that perfect face! those perfect big bright girly blue eyes!
If only she hadn’t arrogantly smirked at whomever was watching from the other side of the wraparound bar; if only she’d had enough manners to stay focused on those she was conversing with, not assuming she had already “bagged” whatever she was after. If only she hadn’t been barf-ily tall, too. Jesus fucking christ.
If her height and manners had been as flawless as her face/eyes and hair color, she would have gotten all the sex she wanted that night, no questions asked.
How amusingly-quickly she left the moment I stopped showing interest. I suppose that was a good thing; she didn’t sexually harass/pester me to do something I didn’t want to, and she left after I had found her to be inappropriately-dimension-ed.
Also, it is nice-enough for Phase 2 that she was attempting to hook up with me; she was the hottest woman in that whole restaurant that night, and I deserve only and all the best.
Also, it was nice that my coworker, Carlos, had “buttered her up” / “broken the ice”, and was, without even having to be asked, doing his best to arrange a threesome for us.
All that would have been perfect… if, again, not for her ridiculous height.
Hopefully I’ll get a 2nd round with her, and she’ll have magically shrunk to be proportional while ~a foot shorter from then on.
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