I left the Bestus Buy Store with a smile on my face, because, once my image was certified as the first in line, I rushed to the store, bought my game and then experienced the short Jessica Simpson demo. I must admit for her age, she was quite incredible, but now I had my sights set on the Farah Fawcett cartridge. My plan was to give the Farah 60 a chance and then sample the goods when she was in her prime.
Once home, it took me a while to unload it from the hovercraft and wrestle it into my apartment. The game console was easy, it was the "real" screen that was tough. Sixty inches of pure heavy was almost to much for the roto-servers but I finally got it into the apartment and situated in the room. I took great care getting it balanced before hooking it up, but finally all the adjustments were completed and I plugged it into the console.
Carefully unwrapping the cartridge, I popped it into the console and started it up. In a few moments there she was, just like on my grandfather's old poster, only a bit older, a bit chubbier and as I would soon find out, a whole lot goofier. At the time I hadn't recalled the old Letterman episode when she had a few dozen too many drinks and, well ended up looking like a complete ditz.
I couldn't afford the 360 screen that was featured at the Bestus Buy store when I watched the Jessica Simpson cartridge, but the sixty inch image did show me a lot of Farah. Even at sixty she was beautiful. The hint of crow's feet at her eyes seemed to add to that beauty and though she had some bags under her eyes, she concealed it well with make-up. Now there were some wrinkles on her neck and a few veins showing a bit, but then looking downward, her breasts were nice. Sure they sagged, but wow, I couldn't wait to take each of those oranges in my hand and gently squeezing.
Not wanting to rush into anything, I continued looking her over. She had a slight paunch on her belly and a bit of extra flesh on her hips, but they still inspired me to run my tongue down her body. She suddenly turned and I got a quick glimpse of her ass and then some spidery veins running down her legs, that was a bit of a turn off, but I figured as long as I face her from the front, the veins won't be too much of an issue.
After spending a good ten minutes looking her over, I placed my hand on the screen and pushed, feeling it slowly slip through the barrier and rest on her soft ass. Wanting to divert my gaze from her varicose veins, I pushed a bit, rolling her onto her back. Immediately she started giggling and she said, "Omish, what you doin' thar?"
"Excuse me?" I said, not sure if I understood her drunken mumbling.
"Ishad what you thar doin'?"
