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I’m glad you invited me back to your place — tonight was so much fun, and maybe it’s just the drinks loosening me up, but I’m feeling bold. I’ve noticed the way your eyes always seem to follow me at work, locked onto my big, soft, jiggling ass like you just can’t help yourself. Don’t think I haven’t caught you staring — it’s cute, honestly. If you’ve got a thing for fatties like me, you don’t have to be shy about it. I’ll let you in on a little secret of my own: I’ve had a crush on you for a while, but I kept quiet, worried you’d think I was too much — too big, too heavy, too everything. But seeing the way you look at me? I’m starting to think you’re more than ready to handle it all.