Diner Belly StuffingI'm sitting in the corner booth of the diner when I catch your eye. You'd noticed all the plates of food coming over and wondered how two girls like me and my friend were ever going to finish it all. We look pretty average - both 5'5" brunettes in jeans and t-shirts, with cute faces and nice figures; not sporty but definitely not fat.
After few minutes my friend takes a call and rushes outside, leaving me alone at the table with all that food, barely touched. You watch as I pick forlornly at some fries and then work up the courage to come over and speak to me.
"Hey there," you say. "Are you OK? You look kinda sad".
"Oh I'm OK really, thanks" I reply. "It's just that I was supposed to be having lunch with my friend, but she's an ER doctor and has had to rush in to help with a big emergency. So now I'm stuck here by myself with all this food. What a waste!"
"Well I can help yo
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