I guess it was just a matter of time before Meghan and I ran into each other. I’m a regular at Coffeehaus, and so is she. The only reason why I don’t think she’s seen me before is because I’m on the mezzanine while she stays at ground level, near the entrance. That, and the fact that I come in before she does. But finally, this morning, we bumped into each other. Last time we “talked,” she was experiencing hot, spontaneous and very public orgasms (remember?). We never really met after that (and I’m NOT complaining). This morning, though, I was a little late leaving my place. (Not that it’s any of your business, but Mandy’s “sex-hand-gun” still works, as does mine!). I often drop by Coffeehaus to get my morning java, but I usually do that much earlier than 8:00 AM. Not this morning, though. As I lined up in the queue, I kept doing some work on my iPad and listened to some music. I didn’t notice the girl that queued in right after me. Yeah, HER. Continue reading “Meeting Meghan”