my first and only GF was almost 2 meters tall,and i am like 1.70
we met when i went to a "hojsokle" kind of an optional school thing for adults that you lie at and have to pay for, i was in the "outdoors" class and she was in the "sports" class, first time we met was when out kayak team had to use the sports teams pool, we got talking and since we were all pretty new at the school we formed a friendship.
the school had a bar, and as any true Dane i frequented this. now i have to mention, i was/am kind of a reserved fella, but then one night, i was sitting at a table playing cards and drinking with a guy i barely knew from my class and she went up to me and asked me if i wanted to dance, now me, being a dumbass, was like, no, no i am drinking here.
but t hen my penis wrestled control from my desire for more alcohol and i nervously started flopping around like a dumbass. so did she mind you, she was about as graceful on a dancefloor as a newborn giraffe, but we both had fun, and time flew.
when the bar closed we went back to my room, had a gin and tonic, watched the moon rise out of my window while sipping gin and tonics that i kept in my room agianst the rules, then again, when penis assumed control, i kissed her, we were both a bit shocked by this, got into it though.
then, over the next week or so we hooked up, sadly, the school was only for 6 months, and she live at basicly the oposite end of the country and i study in Copenhagen. we still talk some times and i hope one day we can catch up
funny, we had almost nothing in common but somehow clicked anyway, she was very self concious about her height though, she was tall, lean, no tits, no ass but man did she have a smile and a laugh
