Roasts For Skinny People Novels & Stories

looking back at him in the form of the overweight men gorging on fats and red meats before them. Riffraff seemed to be in awe of the other waitresses that moved about with the food in their hands. Whether his interest was in them or the food remained to be seen. His thin rat like appearance and ghastly pencil thin mustache and faustian goatee had been off putting as it was but the layer of grime on his skin from his lack of bathing had been even worse. Gunner and Rooster began their usual banter about the good ol' days when riding with Fitz Kenneally and all the trouble they got up to in their respective youths.

“That’s no way to make a good impression on potential clients.” “You know better than that, diana” Amy said as she slid the extremely sharp carving knife through the roast. She finished serving the meal and i stared at the unappetizing plate of food before me, Without really noticing what i was eating i cut into a fatty piece of the roast and brought it to my lips. "Diana!” my mother screeched. “What are you doing eating that fat? Don’t you remember how plump you were as a teenager?” I dropped my fork as if it were on fire, every meal with my mother was a reminder of the year i had turned thirteen. Naturally thin as a child, once i had hit puberty everything had changed. My legs had gone fro