No new broken furniture???
I love this erotica! And I must say.. Pics, or it didn't happen.This is only sort of a "broken furniture" story, but some of you will probably enjoy it.
A while back, I was hanging out with a woman who was working on an advanced college degree and living in an apartment on campus with a couple of roommates.
One of her roommates was a big, tall black gal. I was really struck by her from the first time I saw her walk in the door at her place. I found out she was also really strong. (My friend had a huge box in the trunk of her car that she needed help getting out. It was so heavy with hard-back books and other heavy items packed in it, I couldn't even get it out of the trunk without taking items out first. Even at that, I wound up scooting it along the garage floor because it was too heavy to just pick up and carry in.) I asked her how come it was all packed into one huge box like that, instead of using smaller boxes? To my amazement, she said her roommate packed it all like that and carried the whole box downstairs and out to her car by herself!
She went on to tell me she was their "resident amazon" and did pretty much all the furniture moving and heavy lifting for the others.
Another time I went over there with my friend, nobody else was home. I noticed they had a futon in the living room that was bowed in the middle, almost to the floor, and was scooted off to the side. She said, "Yeah.... my Amazon roomie sat down too hard in the middle of it and busted it." I said I was impressed. since it was a steel frame and looked pretty sturdy. Knowing I liked big girls, she grinned and said, "Yeah... You would have liked seeing that, wouldn't you? She has some weight on her! I let her use my digital scale last week and she's too big for it. It's supposed to weigh up to 330lbs. but it just says "over limit" as soon as she steps on. A lot of it's muscle though. I had too much to drink a few weekends ago and passed out downstairs, and she picked me up and carried me upstairs to bed, like I was a baby! And you know I'm just under 200, myself -- so not exactly a lightweight!"
I told her, only half jokingly, that I wouldn't mind getting carried like that by her myself. She said, "So you should, then! She'll be home soon. Ask her!" I laughed and said that would be pretty cool, but kind of forgot about it and we went on to doing some stuff with her computer.
Well, she did come home eventually, and came in to see what we were doing. We made a little bit of chit-chat, but it was late by then and I said I was going to head out. That's when my friend spoke up and told her how much I was impressed by her strength, and suggested she carry me out to my car. She didn't even hesitate a bit. She just laughed and said, "Ok! Well, hop on then!" and squatted down partially, motioning for me to jump up on her back. (She had a great butt for it that stuck out enough that I could pretty much sit up on it like a seat!) She carried me, like it was nothing,right on out to the hall and slowly went down the outside steps with me on her back.
We got near the bottom of the stairs when we realized our combined weight was heavy enough that each time she stepped down on the middle of a step, it was flexing enough that it was pulling up the nails holding it down on each side! Each of the steps was a little bit loose by the time she reached the concrete pad at the bottom. We both laughed at that, and she said, "Hang on tight!" I said, "Why?" She proceeded to step back up onto the first step and jump up and down. "I wanna see if we can snap it!" It didn't snap in half but the nails pulled up at least half way. After that, she jogged with me the rest of the way out to the parking lot, putting me back down by my car.
After you stepped on the scales, were they broken or only "over the limit" after the weighting OK?Broke my boyfriends scale the other day and my friend Jackie's scale the other week! Too nervous too tell my boyfriend though. Poor thing is going to think he did it.
I think we share a common like! At least you were lucky to see it in reality. And I would guess your gf is much larger than 275 because if the scale passes only slightly its limit it does return to zero. If it is overcharged by several tens of pounds then it gets stuck. I hope I would be lucky in enough to see it in reality too.Last week we were in a hotel, there was a scale with a weight limit 275 lbs in the bathroom. Before my girlfriend has seen where the Limit is she stepped on it and was surprised when the zero was rushing out. She was impressed at that there are still so weak scales in hotels. When she was stepped off again, the pointer did not go back to zero. I think that was the end of the poor little scale!
Yes, she is much larger then the 275 lbs. The scale was totally overloaded!!I think we share a common like! At least you were lucky to see it in reality. And I would guess your gf is much larger than 275 because if the scale passes only slightly its limit it does return to zero. If it is overcharged by several tens of pounds then it gets stuck. I hope I would be lucky in enough to see it in reality too.