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Well, there was this one Thread about smaller women:
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Not that Randy Newman is all that fond: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gd4KXw_a ... re=related

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AH what's a migget
Regards, 911 Driver

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This is no shit, one day we pulled into Guayaquil on a freighter making a coast wise run along the South American Pacific side.

Up and up the river we went (almost on the equator) with small thatched huts dotting the riverbanks. It was as though we were sailing into the heart of darkness..

Anyway, I told the fellows that as soon as we docked and were off watch, I was going into town and Phuck “the fattest girl” I could find.

Well, after finally tying up and with the sun to our backs, a group of swinging dick mariners made our way down the wide, dusty avenue to a large 2 story plantation type building with large verandas and cold beers.

I perused the little darlings as they went to and fro, all the time replying to my mates suggestions of “there’s a big one, Johnny” with “No, I want bigger”

Finally, in rolled a fat girl, I mean fat, a true 4 by 4 girl, 4 feet tall and 4 feet wide, weighed 4 hundred pounds, wore glasses and had 4 eyes, had 4 cheeks to spank and 4 lips to kiss…you get my drift.

2 minutes and $20 later we made our way to her suite upstairs. She excused herself for a moment and disappeared into the back bedroom and ushered out her roommate so we could have some privacy.

I started to sputter,”but, but, but that’s the one I want”

For her little darling roommate was a 6 by 6 woman, 6 feet tall and 6 feet wide, weighed 600 hundred pound, wore bifocals and had 6 eyes, etc…

“Too late, sucker” replied my 4 by 4. “Your skinny ass is mine!”

Watching myself in the wall mirror riding atop my errant choice, I looked and felt a bit like Captain Ahab, entangled in my own lines of perversion and doomed to ride to perdition the writhing whale of passion beneath me.

That’s my experience with fat girls.

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