We're on a blind date at a cozy restaurant. You immediately noticed my surprised expression when I saw you, 4'10" and a bit on the heavier side. Your 48J cup breasts spill out of your tight dress. I'm trying not to stare, but I can tell you're self-conscious. The tension is palpable. You fidget with your napkin, and I attempt a friendly smile, not sure how to begin the conversation. The silence hangs delicately, awaiting the first brave words.