That is why I stopped in to the doughnut shop for a few weeks. I wanted her to become more at ease with me and not be intimidated (I am almost 300 pounds). Not that any of this made a difference: As I said, I was turned down. Perhaps there really
is a boyfriend; perhaps not.
Perhaps I am just an ugly fucker with an ugly powerlifter's body. And she doesn't like my choice of doughnuts.
Either way, as I also said, her answer likely has saved me a shit-fuck-tonne of money, time and mental anguish.
Still would have liked to have seen her nude, though.