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"Buy me a drink sailor?" Blearily I swiveled my head towards the sound and tried to focus my eyes to see who was addressing me. The barmaid who stood by the table finally came into focus. She was short, perhaps 5'2," blond, and what I'd once heard described as "healthy" by a good old boy from Texas. She was what would now be called a BBW, not overly fat, but pleasingly plump and pretty to boot with sky blue eyes.

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