Hi. My name is Maggie, and I’m a fat person. No, I’m not a self-loathing, angry woman who thinks all skinny girls are the devil spawn of satan, thank you very much. What I am, is a cubicle dwelling, shy girl with a healthy love for all things chocolate and deep fried. Yeah, I know I should put down the brownie and pick up a celery stalk but where is the fun in that? My best friend Polly assures me that the club we’re going to tonight is going to be loads of fun, but I’m not sure. Until I meet him.
Yes, Yes. Laugh it up. A 30 year old sexually Dominant male, who owns his own club, is scared of water. If you’d been through what I had as a child you’d be fucking terrified of it too. I’ve always looked for Mrs. Right now, preferring to fling myself from a moving airplane into the Atlantic than to think about settling down. Until she comes walking into Newcomers night at my club.