The Character

Meet Lou, my coworker, the Mandarin speaking data architect from Guangzhou who doesn’t know what she is more insecure about – her 5’1” elevation or her A sized breasts. Not that she explicitly mentions it, or makes her insecurity palpable for that reason, but each time Meredith, our infectious disease scientist joins us during our social hour Friday evenings, Lou ends up talking about her boobs in her half ass American after few bottles of beer. Meredith doesn’t mind, she has Ph double Ds. A brilliant student from Tufts, she joined our pharma company few years ago and became radically conspicuous because of her jewels. To be honest, I always thought scientists had small breasts which are modestly concealed behind those lab coats – that was until I ran into Meredith. She is a complete woman, a blue eyed 5’8” voluptuous scientist who is a wet dream from Pope to Elon Musk while Lu Choyu Zhang was just a character, and an unobtrusive, pedestrian and petite one at that.

Bennedict, this is how you start your story and keep readers occupied. Think I just killed your fame before its gestation.