Around 2010 or 2011 there was a St. Arnold's Pub crawl here in Houston in the Heights. At the last stop, Onion Creek, I saw the biggest tits in a tight turquoise v-neck could hold. Her name was Lauren Palomo. I went up and with some liquid courage I sparked up a conversation. Apparently she knew me from 2 years ago when a bunch of us, including her and her bf at the time Mario, were partying at Flying Saucer. I asked if she was still with him, in which she said he cheated on her with a high school girl, so no. After that we clicked. We started going out and those tits were by far the best I have ever beheld. Simply massive and those huge nipples were pierced (bar). Her ex send me an email detailing about her cocaine use, her dad was a high ranking police officer, how she liked being treated like trash, and generally loved being walked over. I did none of that, because she stated she wanted to take things slow. To me she was the one, but my job kept taking me out of the state. The year I decided to quit to stay with her was also the year she told me she got pregnant, by Mario. I was in Corpus Christi and through Facebook text she tells me she got pregnant. When I left for Corpus, she lost her grandmother. Mario had just lost his mother and unbeknownst to me she was still talking to him. They bonded over their loss and later that night fucked like bunnies. When she told me she was pregnant, all I could think of was to send the email Mario had sent me to sabotage my relationship with Lauren. I decided not to. I told her how I felt about her and thanked her for the time I was with her. She still wanted to be friends, but eventually I stopped talking to her. I have yet to find a girl like Lauren or tits like hers. About the only thing that I found later is she ballooned up to manatee proportions and Mario works as a tourist photographer at Space Center.
