'OK, first day of a new job is always nerve wracking. Just try to relax!' you think to yourself as you drive to your first customer.
You park and get out walking up to a medium sized house in a not too bad looking neighbourhood. Taking a deep breath and straightening your skirt you push the door buzzer. It takes quite a while before someone answers, you almost buzzed again. The door opens and a very tall woman in her late thirties stands before you.
"Y.. yes?" she says, sniffing and wiping her eyes with a Kleenex.
The woman is a stunner and... big! Not wide, but tall and well built, muscular and very impressive assets. She's in a paint stained overall at the moment but apparantly not wearing anything else! The shoulder straps press her impressive chest into a rather tight looking cleavage.
"Um, you hired me to be a meal? You know, if I digest you don't pay?" you manage, trying not to stare at her bosom.
"Hmm? *sniff* Oh yes, I'm sorry. It's been a rough week *sniff* Please come in."
She waves you into her house and shuts the door behind you. It looks like she was painting the walls, though she needed a ladder due to the high ceiling in this hall way! The house may not look that great outside but inside it's built like a mansion! Perhaps not with as many rooms but the styling is grand.
"Wow, you've really got a great place here!" you say staring about.
"Oh? Thank you! Took me over a year to get it right and.. and... BWOOO HOO HO HO!" she bawls, collapsing in a corner and sobbing uncontrollably.
"Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry!" you crouch beside her and wrap your arm around her shoulder. Eventually her crying subsides and she looks up at you with bleary, but beautiful, eyes.
"Oh, it's not your fault, actually maybe it is. You do sorta remind me of her. I... I lost my girlfriend last week, I.. it was a freak bowling accident. Took them.. *Sniff* days to pry her... body out of... WAAAHHHH!!!" and she sobs once more.
For the next few minutes you console her till she calms down, hugging her and rocking her back and forth.
"*Sniff* Thank you... er, what was your name again?"
"Gina."
"OK Gina. I'm Lisa. I really appreciate this, I saw your add and thought a sexy snack might shake me out of this mood I'm in, but now... you look so much like Veronica I... I don't want to digest you!"
"Hey, it's OK. Look I'm digestion-proof, I'm not going away! You can gulp me down all you want."
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