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Two weeks had only gone by since I met Heather, but we had stayed in touch. I was about to start my first real day on the job, and Heather wanted to go on a date before my first day. My job as a sound technician did not require me to dress-up too much. Just wear nice jeans and a decent shirt. Today was special though due to helping run the stage sound during a small musician's set. I got Heather a ticket due to us technically spending more time together. Only small chats through texts or short phone calls kept us in touch. I just was not the type to enjoy talking over the phone, I was more of a face to face person. Especially with someone of Heather's physique. I sent a text to Heather while I got into my car. She asked for me to let her know when I was leaving. We were suppose to meet at Taco Bell, but she lived close by so it was an easy drive for her. Looking in the rear view mirror and I ran my fingers through my hair. Things were starting to look up and for both parties. She got a meal, and I got to see a meal. A truly equal trade.

I arrived to Taco Bell, and saw her car in the parking lot. She was sitting in it and seemed to be waiting. She looked gorgeous from the far away view, and I was just excited. I exited my car, and proceeded towards her car. I knocked on the window, and she jumped in surprise. A little creepy on my end, but it could have ended worse if I opened her door. Heather rolled down her window and greeted me with a beaming smile.

"Todd! You look like your ready for a hard day of work...", Heather stopped after trying to get out with the seatbelt still locked in, "Sorry, did not realize that was still buckled. Let me get out first". Heather fumbled around with her seatbelt until exiting the car. She looked the same from the concert weight wise, but her outfit looked newer. It fit which was must to my distain. At least she takes care of herself.

"Well, you look beautiful today. Anyways how about we eat. I got a big day, and you should probably eat something before the concert". Heather nodded and followed me inside of Taco Bell. Taco Bell was my place of haven for a while when I was still in Highschool. We would meet at Taco Bell and discuss whatever we needed. Highschool was something strange for me, but I had no reason to remember that right now. Heather was my new focus along with my job. Still, everything was going to go towards making Heather my little project or big project in this case.

We ordered our meal, and I went ahead getting more than I would eat. Slowly, but surely I would fill Heather's head with ideas of gluttony. If she would allow it. I'm trying not to force her into anything, but I want more from this relationship. I felt my hands start to tremble with anticipation. I just wanted her to be bigger for me. I wanted her to eat. I needed her to eat. Heather looked up with concern, and reached towards me. She grasped my trembling hand within her soft hands.

"Todd, please don't stress about today. I know your first day is gonna be a busy one, and if you need anything you know where I am. Just don't stress and ruin it. After that, we can go to dinner on my treat. I'll be pretty hungry after a concert. If you have to help tear down, I can wait!" Heather said with desperation. It played on my heart strings a little bit to see her worry. The cashier yelled out for our orders, and I removed my hand from her hand.

"Alright, can do Heather. Anyways we can eat now, so let's dig in! I'm starving, so your probably quite hungry". I walked up getting both our orders, and returned to hear a noise from her stomach. I guess I was right on my guess, and my extra food would come in handy. Heather proceeded to dig in with gusto, and I found myself staring with intent. I could watch her eat. I enjoyed watching her eat. I wanted her to eat more. Heather looked up with a little worry, so I ate a little of meal. Four quesadillas, a couple soft tacos, and two bags of cinnamon twists was my order. I could eat one quesadilla and be full till the end of the concert. She finished her meal with gusto, and eyed my meal.

"You can have some, I guess me being stressed caused me to order all that". Heather grabbed a little bit of everything leaving me with a quesadilla. She was making a mess, but was she stressing for me? I needed to make sure she was okay, if I was gonna be a good person. "Do you need to talk about anything? Don't worry about me I'll be fine".

"Todd, that is just it! You say you'll be..." Heather took a few bites from a soft taco "... fine, but that face means your thinking about something. Is it something about me?" Heather kept eating and had a worried face. Guess stress eating was one of her coping mechanisms. A sudden idea came into my mind as if the gears finally clicked.

"No, just thinking about what the band will perform and you being happy". I was lying through my teeth. All I can think about was her getting bigger and bigger. Heather was a rook in my game of chess and I was about to checkmate using her. We were both getting a win out of this. Me as a king and her as a rook. She would move across the board, blindly doing the work of her king.

The date ended with both of us parting ways, and Heather leaving with a more than full stomach. I watched her get into her car, and proceed to unbutton her shorts. My mind went into a frenzy of thought yet I needed to stop myself. I had to maintain composure before work. I got into my car, and drove to work. This was going to be an easy checkmate for me. Heather was falling into her own demise. Creating artificial stress would be key to Heather eating more than she needed. My theory would be tested tonight.

The day of work went with ease. Everyone running the sound systems were pretty kind and actually seemed like decent people. There was Austin who had been running the sound systems for a long time. His hair was greying, yet he was only in his early thirties. It might have been genetic, I didn't have time to question. Phillip was our token Hispanic American worker who just fit in with the rest of the crew. He knew his way around, and his use of Spanish apparently saved the crew a couple times when they traveled. Then there was Natalee, yet she went by Nate. She was kind of the older sister tomboy of the group. Kept people from knocking heads, yet knocked a few herself. Her short, almost bowl cut, platinum hair also made her stand out from the rest of us. She seemed cute, yet I had Heather. Nate just had a mean streak to her. Austin told me about the time she got kicked out of her own show due to fighting someone in the crowd. Phillip even showed me a video on it. This was my ragtag team I was a part of, and it made me feel as though they were family. The show was coming to an end and Austin looked over at me.

"Yo! You wanna get a smoke with me and Nate? Phillip will be too busy trying to flirt with one of the lighting girls to come with us!" Austin yelled this over the applause of the crowd as the performance came to a close. I shook my head and explained that I had a girl to see. He laughed and patted me on the back as a father would to his child. "Alright, but next time your coming. Nate is planning to fight the lead guitarist after he tried getting her number. A mistake that too many make".

I laughed just due to the wacky situation that was gonna happen. Work would seem to be fun as long as the gigs kept coming. Yet, I had Heather who would need my attention. I had ignored her texts all night, just to build the stress within her. Dinner would be an easy feast for her. I ran down the stairs, and texted her to meet me by the staff entrance. It would make seeing her easy, and we could leave the building without any pressure. I opened the staff door, and ended up face to face with Heather.

"Oh Todd! I got worried about you, you wouldn't respond to my texts. Is everything good?" Heather hugged me, and I reached my arms around her. I could feel her warmth and it felt decent on my cold body. She stopped hugging me and I got a view of her. Same outfit as earlier, and it looked like she could button it back up.

"Yeah, just busy with all the sound equipment and the crew. Anyhow... why don't we go get some dinner wherever you wanted to go. I'm fine with your choice Heather". I said putting my arm around her. Heather just smiled and nod. A sudden noise struck me as she smiled. A growling noise coming from her stomach. A blush ran across her face, and she had an embarrassed look on her face.

"Alright, I'm starving! No big deal, just let's go eat Todd" Heather said taking my hand and leading me towards the parking area. I guess we were gonna take her car there since mine was in employee parking. We sat down in her car, and it a was a sight to behold. There were food wrappers on the dash, and a fast food bag in the back. "Sorry, my car is a mess. Had some friends ride with me and leave this"

I could tell Heather was lying about this. It seems that she just had an appetite that needed more than the basics. This is something I could enjoy. She wasn't the prized rose that came from money. She was a fruit flower awaiting to grow into something more that came from a prized farm. Heather was just needing someone to push her into gluttony. I would be able to deliver that push if I had the chance. It just needed more time to gain potential before being set in motion. A few more months, and I would have Heather eating out of my palm. Hopefully literally and metaphorically, but I'm fine with it being a metaphor.

The car ride was just boring talk about the concert, and how I think my job went. I talked about the sound crew yet avoiding mentioning Nate was a girl. Heather might get jealous over the fact I'm working with another female that I find sort of attractive. Yet, I know I have Heather and a sure catch is better than a maybe. There was something odd about Heather's car, and I noticed it the more I spent looking around in it. It was something I have yet to put my finger on. Heather soon broke the daydream of a state I had found myself in.

"Hey, we are here", Heather said unbuckling her seat belt. I exited the car and found myself outside a typical Asian buffet restaurant. That was the scent in the car. It was a scent of that cheap sauce put on Sesame Chicken from local pretend Asian restaurant. Heather was a fiend for it, and this was the key I needed to put it all together. Heather loved the Asian's way of food, so I just needed to guide her down the path with it. Soon everything would click inside of her.

"You sure do know how to make my night" I said putting my hand inside Heather's hand. She smiled and giggled a little bit. It drove me wild when she did that. I was actually starting to feel emotion towards Heather instead of an inner desire. This wasn't part of the plan, but it might help. What is desire without passion?

"Well, eating with company is better than eating alone. Come on!" Heather once again guided me somewhere. This time it was into the buffet. The night could only go up from here. Everything was going great, and I could finally enjoy watching her eat at her fullest. A true dream to anyone I've talked to on the online feeder and feedie forums. Something that will bring my dreams to reality.