“OK Piper, we don’t need them to have fun. You got me, right? What do you want to start with first.” Sam asked, excited for an evening with just the two of them.
“First, I’m going to need you to help me up.” Piper said, holding her arms out expectantly. By now, Sam was used to the routine. Fortunately, Sam was a ‘sturdy’ woman; tall, lots of curves, but also strong hands from working in her family’s garage. She took Piper’s wrists, bent her knees, stuck her butt out, and both ladies let out a tremendous grunt of effort as they got her to her feet.
And louder then either of their grunts, Piper’s stomach rumbled. She was on a diet, but she still hadn’t eaten. And she hadn’t eaten at all since Dinner which..for Piper was, maybe a lot.
“Second, I want something to eat.” Piper said.
“I figured that out, yeah.” Sam chuckled.
Visiting the fair offered Piper a rare treat. Italian Sausage and Peppers on a bun, offered up by Papa Nitoli himself. Sure, technically, you could order that at the Pizzeria. But it was a Pizzeria, who ordered anything but Pizza? So Piper and Sam each had a spicy sausage. And a drink. And...that was it. That was absolutely where Piper stopped, even though she could put away a dozen, easily, and had funnel cake after. Ooooh, funnel cake. She had to distract herself.
“You mentioned something about a giant stuffed animal?”
Sam smiled. “I sure did. Take my jacket.” She handed off her red leather jacket to Piper, showing off her thicc figure in just a tank top and a pair of leather pants. Sam had a pair impressive even to a Black girl, and the way she fluffed her giant 80s hair-do wants the jacket was off. How much hair spray did it take to do that? Piper was staring. She hadn’t been laid in too long.
What happened next made it worse. Sam went over to the strong man game. She took the mallet, bent over to grab it, showing off a well padded, but still round and shapely, behind, then lifted it over her head and “DING!”
She got Piper a giant, grotesque Garfield plushie.
“That was amazing.”
“Eh, I got the technique down at Coney Island, and it’s been easy ever since. Let me know and I’ll fill up your house with gross weird animals. It’s a good trick on dates.” Sam said while chewing loudly on a piece of gum and blowing bubbles. She crossed her arms “What now.”
"Oh hey, check it out!"
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