Apologize to the fat clerk before she slugs you one
From Create Your Own Story
The clerk looks angry enough to slug you in the gut. You back away slowly and squeak out, "No offense meant."
She takes your arm in a firm, but not painful, grip. "I'm Monica. Who are you?"
"Ty," you croak out.
"I'll accept your apology on one condition," Monica says. "You must come home with me and let me prove that big women are better in bed."
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