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02/27/04  A girl who could make some Bomb Macaroni & Cheese.

I was sitting here at home bored this afternoon and I decided to call the phone chatline to see if I could find any honies that wanted to get down. I would have taken some oral or whatever but I wanted to get into something. I then met this girl on the line who said that she was 24 years old, lightskinned, 5'7" tall and that she was "full figured". I tried to get her to tell me how much she weighs but she wouldn't tell me. When something like that happens, I know that the woman probably isn't very attractive and I was about to think of an excuse to get off of the phone with her....But THEN we started talking about cooking. I asked her if she could cook and she said that she could cook and that she loved to cook...Now I'm the type of Negro where I won't care if I get any s3x from a woman. If she can make me something to eat, I'll hang around her and she doesn't even have to worry about me trying to have s3x with her.

She said that she was going to take some country ribs out of the freezer to cook for me and then she gave me a list over the phone of what I was to get from the grocery store. Now keep in mind that I have NEVER met this girl in my whole life. All we had was some conversation on the phone and I was able to talk my way into getting a home cooked meal. She sent me to the store to get some BBQ sauce, macaroni, Velveeta and two other cheeses, and some kielbasa....I went to the store and dropped $15 and went to her house.

When I got there, she had one of her female cousins over her house and her cousin was BEAUTIFUL. She was light skinned and looked puerto rican with beautiful long hair and a phat ass. I was stunned by her beauty. I would assume that her cousin was there to make sure that I wouldn't come over there and do something bad to her cousin. I can live with that. They don't know me from dirt and I was invited to her home. Something like that is already a risk, especially when the girl has a one year old son in the home also. There are a lot of crazy fools out here these days and it makes it a problem for people who mean no harm like myself sometimes.

She played the movie called s.w.a.t. with LL Cool J in it on DVD for me while she cooked dinner. The big girl's fine cousin got up to leave and said that she would be back. I guess she was satisfied that I wasn't crazy so she didn't have anymore reason to be there. But then the big girl's babyfather's sister came in. I don't know how old she was but she might have been around 18...She had a BEAUTIFUL body on her with some wide hips and a rump that stuck way out there...She had on some tight thin white terrycloth pants on and she kept getting in front of me, knowing that I was looking at her...She also had on a pink thong under her pants that showed when she sat down. She was a knockout. Too bad that the girl who I went to visit didn't look like the other two girls or I would have wifed her up in a minute because she sure could cook! My stomach is still feeling nice and full almost two hours after my meal and for somebody like me, that's a miracle! I can leave out of the buffet restaurant and be hungry fifteen minutes after I leave.

I have nothing against big women and I'm not saying that this girl was too big but she was just big "in the wrong places". I can give a fat woman some good luvin but I want the fat to be stacked in the chest and in the rump. When the fat is distributed in the stomach and the thighs, I wouldn't be able to maintain an erection to get with a woman like that...But she had a nice personality with a quiet demeanor and I hope that I can get to know her better. I'll be making more trips to the grocery store to pick up some ingredients for her latest kitchen creations....When I left her house this evening, I didn't even hug the girl. Not even a handshake. But I left with my belly full of food and I was satisfied and I'll be DEFINITELY coming back.

And I had no idea that Velveeta tasted so good! I always thought of Velveeta as the "poor Negro's cheese" and I never had to eat it growing up. I was able to eat the real cheese (not government cheese either) and I was eating the delicate French cheeses since I was a child..But now that I've tasted some Velveeta, I'm gonna keep a hunk of that in my refrigerator.

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