







Met up with a friend for lunch today. It's been a few years since I've seen him so I was a tad nervous. I’ve known him for 20+ years so we grew up together until he moved to California for college. We stayed in touch and I even visited him a few times. Well, he just moved back to Texas, and who’s the first person he called? 😏 Me. And no, he was not surprised that I’ve gained weight. Like I said, we’ve stayed in touch and he’s seen pictures of me from this past year, when I really started getting fatter. Not that he would say anything anyway. But I realized today how odd (mostly incredibly hot) it feels to embrace with a body you've embraced a million times before, only for your body to feel MUCH different up against theirs than it used to. I was hyper aware of my belly pressing into his and the way his fingers sunk into my back rolls as we hugged. It’s one of those scenarios I know most would feel shame about, but it turns me on. I can only imagine the way it felt on his end. 🥵