he soon found himself chatting it up with a lovely lady from a fair southern state. they started with instant messenger, and then progressed to a few racy phone calls. before long they were sharing pics, some nudey shots as well. things were starting to cook and, god, nothing else seemed to...
being that he was getting nowhere in the local night life and that their relationship was now a still fire-hot two month long affair, he decided to bite the bullet and fly his honey home. He sprang for a flight on short notice, and it cost him $450...but he justified it thinking it would be a romantic getaway, or at least a fuck-a-thon.
Testosterone at dangerous levels, he rushed to the airport to retrieve his email order bride...
She was 350 pounds, if one ounce...and my friend, freaking devastated. he said the face was from the pictures but the body was long gone if not forgotten completely.
oh it's not over.... quick on his feet, he told her he was in love with another and that he just wasn't feeling the chemistry, in fact their lack of chemistry only made him realize how truly in love he was with another...
"as long as we're coming clean," she said..."i'm married"... and the only reason she could come that weekend was cause hubby was out of town...
AGAIN, this story was shared with me in broad daylight without any substance abuse whatsoever...it must be the anonymity of the big city...
fuck that, i'm posting this shit with these well known words: BUYER BEWARE
ohhhmmmmm
shoe