My Girl

It is apparent that the Yahoo chat is not the vehicle of choice for us. For reasons unknown after a said amount of time, it literally kicks you out which, at least on my end results in a total computer freeze up and reboot. I first thought it was booting us out because of the content. But now I just think that it is a second rate chat tool. I will be on a mission to find a suitable chat tool that we can use. If anyone has any suggestions throw em my way.

I picked Mary up (AKA as big titties) and she was dressed to kill. I found it hard to keep my eyes on the road as we drove to our destination. I decided to take your advice and land at a place that was out of the norm and prevent a potential confrontation. It was a place I had been several times before, but not one I frequent much these days. The place was really packed, such that we had to stand in a line a bit just to get in. So far, Mary and I didn’t seem to have a whole lot in common, or to talk about. Her laughing and giggling at everything I said was starting to annoy me, and honestly, I had K on my mind. I felt that I was doing something wrong, betraying her. I questioned my feelings for her then shook the thought from my mind. Here next to me was a soon to be drunk hottie sporting a rack that had to be mine.
Once inside we had drinks, danced some, and started to click. Well enough that she no longer annoyed me and I still wanted her clothes to come off. I did notice that this Mary chick was a little bit too flirty. Not that I really cared, but this was the kind or girl you read about or hear about on the news. The sort that blacks out and ends up ganged banged by several guys. That was the imagine she portrayed. Several guys were hanging around like she was a bitch in heat. The only real thing she had going for her was those massive titties. Otherwise, she was pretty average. We had some more drinks; well she had many more as every horny guy in the place was buying her tits a drink.
The night was in full swing and Mary was now pretty drunk. I had pretty much written off the titties by then as I had enough of her, this place and the whole situation. I felt a bit obligated however to keep an eye out for her as I did bring her. If it weren’t for that I’d be gone by now. Mary approached me threw her arms around my neck a placed a wet kiss upon my lips. I faked my best kiss back. As she stood there hanging off of me, the band started playing “You Shook Me all night long”. Mary wanted to dance. I was danced out and starting to sober up. I wanted this date to end. A guy asked Mary if she wanted to dance. She looked at me as if asking for permission. I told her to go ahead. I turned and went to lean up against the bar, and I saw her. K was directly on the opposite side of the bar, staring at me, with tears in her eyes. Something inside me switched on. I looked back over to see where Mary was. She was all over this guy on the dance floor. I turned back to K and she was gone. I immediately went to find K. My K. What a fool I have been, this girl was more than my friend. This was my girl, always has been my girl and I have been too blind to see it. I desperately searched around for her. Where did she go? Over in the corner, in a booth was K sobbing. She had some friends around her, some of which I recognized. There was some guy trying to talk to her. I walked over to her, and excused myself from the young college looking dude. He got in my face (big mistake for him) and starting saying something. I have no clue what he was saying as he fell to the floor from my punch. I swooped K up into my arms. Our eyes met. I felt her grip me tight, and pull me close. This felt right. This was my girl. We kissed for what seemed like forever. Out of no where “I love you” was said. In the end, I had my incredible date and my incredible night. I have not left K’s side since.