Merry Christmas everyone. Here is a bit more from Built
“What? Who?” She pointed to Archie who was slinking back toward the group.
“Well…” Before Lizzy had a chance to fill me, a noticeable hush covered the room, followed by whispers. I looked up to see another muscular woman swathed in a tight, red dress that wrapped around her breasts and went nearly to the floor to show red high heels to go with the ensemble. Usually, I would have noticed someone like her right away. Perhaps missing her was from the chaotic activity and dim lights of the evening. Perhaps it reflected that my need to seek out muscle had diminished over time with Lizzy’s presence in my life. The woman had light brown hair, amber eyes, and a thick golden neckless that highlighted the deep valley between her breasts created by her muscular pecs. Thick traps which were so bloated that they seemed unproportionally large tied into her broad shoulders,