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I am a 21 year old an average looking guy and my story begins when it snowed for the first time in Kathmandu; date - February 14th , 2007...a perfect day for a romantic couple to hangout together. After finishing my regular work day, I found myself enjoying myself in the protection of a hot coffee at a warm Café with a nice cos y ambiance. The room was quiet except for the mocking and grinding of the machines. She opened the door with one smooth motion and appeared inside with a glow in her cheeks and a big and beautiful smile on her face. I was comfortable on a corner couch slow typing my reply to my brother abroad, but when she came in I lost my breath. I couldn’t help but stare as she ordered her own cup of escape. She had wavy brown hair and a more than a shapely body. She stood at no more than 5 foot 5 and was built on a voluptuous 180-pounds frame. I was always attracted to big women but she had even more. I could feel myself being drawn towards her; she had a sparkle that I could feel as she looked at me.
Wait a minute; she was looking at me. I needed to do something, say something, even a wry smile would have been better than the dumb founded look I had on my face. However, I finally smiled at her and so did she; I closed my laptop, took a deep breath and made my way over to where she was now sitting. As I approached her I could smell her perfume, it smelled incredible, fresh and exciting. She was such a lady that everyone would fall for. She seemed almost unreal, like a mirage in this weird, city center coffee. I never imagined that I could see such a pretty woman in a place like this. I gathered all my courage to reach her table and fumbled out a hello accompanied with the most sincere smile I had in me.
Her eyes glistened as she smiled and her plump lips parted to speak. But I woke up…face down on my desktop in my cold office. Shapes of the keys indented in my cheeks and a series of pending works on my screen. What a dream, what a woman. If this was you for real, find me; make a man grateful to kiss you everyday.