yeah, I was worries you had the bubonic plague

"Well, no, can't say I had the....pubonic plague..." she said confused.

  "Hehehe, no BUBONIC.....the black ****....europe..yeah...so how have you been?"

  "I've been really good.  You know, thats something i really like about you...you always ask how I've been and you really mean it.  You know, in high school, I never had freinds like you, smart people, I was always with the stoners.  But you know, You treat me with more respect then anyone else does.  It really makes me feel good.  Most guys I know just stare at my tits all day or..."   her voice drifts off as your mind realizes what she said.  You are so used to hearing boobs from girls that when a girl says tits or twat...you get turned on like a light...   "..but you really treat me like a real person not just a piece off ass.... I really want to thank you for that."

  "Look, it's no problem, really, thats just how I am.  I realize that your more than just a body."

  "No, I really want to thank you.... how about dinner... tonight...my treat?"