Character Guide-An Online Romance

Ezra Lee Tousaint-Main Character aged 37.

Sadie Claire MacBride-Other Main Character redneck SSBBW aged 31.

Milo James MacBride-Sadie’s Dad deceased.

Georgia Faye Dalton MacBride-Sadie’s Mom aged 53.

Reverend Murray Paul Stevens-Sadie’s Pastor and retired firefighter aged 75.

Mrs. Linda Anne Kempf Stevens-Pastor Murray’s wife aged 71.

Dally James MacBride-Sadie’s Paternal Uncle aged 65.

Sophia Natayla “Sophie” Chernenkov MacBride-Sadie’s Paternal Aunt by Marriage aged 57.

Alyssa Jean MacBride-Sadie’s pregnant cousin and always in competition with her aged 29.

Nicky Joe Derringer-Alyssa’s Boyfriend and baby Dad constantly in trouble with the law but well connected aged 26.

James Henry MacBride-Sadie’s Paternal Grandpa aged 87.

Matilda Jane Alden MacBride-Sadie’s Paternal Grandma also was an SSBBW deceased.

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The Next Day-An Online Romance

It was Noon when Ezra’s phone rang.

He saw Sadie’s information on the screen and hurriedly answered, “Hello.”

“Hey, you!” Sadie replied.

“Oh, it’s so nice to hear your voice again.”

“You’re so sweet!”

“Thanks. That means a lot coming from you.”

“Well, I got a somewhat good report from my doctors. They want me to continue with my high blood pressure treatments as usual. It hasn’t gotten better but it hasn’t gotten worse either.”

“Praise God! You know, I want you to live because I want you by my side forever! I’m well aware of how it was your Dad’s high blood pressure that killed him.”

“His Mom as well.”

“Then, please, Sadie, you need to be careful! I never want to lose you!”

“Just pray for me then, but as far as I can see you never will lose me!”

“Now my Mom has just pulled up into the Dairy Queen parking lot and we’re going eat, but I will call you as soon as I am home and we can spend some more time together if you wish.”

“Sure that would be wonderful. Y’all just be careful everywhere y’all go.”

“We will. What are you going to eat for lunch?”

“Some seared chicken breasts and some steamed carrots along with some steamed green beans. I made them all for dinner last night.”

“I didn’t know you could cook.”

“Well, I have been living alone for the better part of my adult life and now being diabetic, I have to prepare healthy meals for myself.”

“I should eat healthy like that more often, but the food stamps only go so far.”

“I understand totally.”

“Now we’re about to order, so I will call you later.”

“Okay.”

“All right, bye Ezra.”

“Bye Sadie.”

Ezra walked into his kitchen and turned his countertop scanner on. Seconds later he intercepted a notice to mariners from the Coast Guard. He then took out the meat and vegetables from his refrigerator then warmed them up in his microwave oven.

After his meal was ready, he placed it on the table then said grace and ate, while listening to his scanner.

In the meantime, Sadie and her Mom each ordered a 1/3 Pound Cheeseburger and a Banana Shake. They as well took their food to a table said grace and then ate.

“Do you think Ezra will be different from the others?” Sadie’s Mother asked her.

“I sure hope so. He knows how much I weigh and he still wants me. And he just got finished telling me how he wants me by his side forever,” Sadie replied.

Her Mother smiled slightly, then said, “I hope he is telling the truth. I don’t like seeing you with a broken heart all the time.”

“He does seem genuine.”

“Well, you know Pastor Murray prays for you as do I.”

“Ezra said how he wants to meet me during Thanksgiving week.”

“Well, that will give y’all some more time to talk.”

“Well, if he is as sweet as he is now, I can’t wait to meet him.”

“Does he work?”

“No, he gets disability.”

“Is he okay?”

“Yes. He is schizophrenic and diabetic, but both are well under control.”

“Speaking of that, I know we always eat out after your doctor’s appointments, but you too could become diabetic if you’re not careful. Then you would have to battle your blood sugar in addition to your blood pressure. And you will gain more weight if you and Ezra get into a more stable relationship.”

“I know. I know. I’m just glad that Ezra told me how he likes big women.”

“Well, I know you must be happy but don’t use that as an excuse to not lose weight.”

“He did say how he wants me to live and if I have to lose weight to live longer, I think he would understand.”

“Sounds like you’re falling for him.”

“I am, most definitely.”

“How old is he?”

“Thirty-seven.”

“So he’s six years older than you?”

“Yes, is that all right?”

“It’s fine. Your Daddy was eight years older than me and you know how much we loved each other.”

“Yes, Daddy was amazing and taken so soon.”

“All the more reason for you to pay attention to your health very carefully.” She paused, then said, “Speaking of that, we need to pick up your medications so, finish eating.”

Sadie nodded then finished off her cheeseburger than gulped down her banana shake.

They then cleared the table and left.

Sadie’s Mother drove through the drive up at the local Walgreen’s. Sadie then gave her information and paid with her debit card then was handed a three month supply of blood pressure medication.

They then drove home.

Sadie’s mother unlocked the door to their trailer and Sadie went walk to her room to call Ezra.

He had just finished washing the dishes when his phone rang.

“Hey, baby.” He answered.

“Hey.”

“Are you back home?”

“Yes. I am relaxing in my room.”

“Thank God you’ve made it home safely!”

“My Mom says I should watch my weight because I could also get diabetes.”

“If you want, I could share some healthy recipes with you.”

“If I lost weight, would you still want me, though? I mean I know how much you like big girls.”

“Of course I would still want you. Even if you did lose some weight there’s a part of you that I hope will always be big!”

“Well, my breasts and my butt will get smaller if I lose weight.”

“I was talking about your heart though!”

“You’re sweet!”

“I know I came on to you because you’re a big lady, but if you’re as wonderful as I think you are, I could want you in any size. Besides, as I said before, I want you to live!”

“You’re making my eyes wet!”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, you did nothing wrong. It’s just no one has ever been so sweet to me. I’ll confess that you’re making another part of me wet as well, but it would be a sin to describe which part!”

“Have you ever been with a man like that before?”

“I was molested when I was six, but other than that, no.” She paused then asked, “What about you?”

“When I was in my twenties, I was in a relationship with a woman who treated me terribly, yet always wanted to have sex. She deflowered me. But as weird as this sounds, I didn’t want to lay with her anymore because she treated me so badly, so she cheated on me and I left her in my very early thirties. Then I had a very innocent relationship with a young lady, but it didn’t work out.”

“As cute and sweet as you are, I’m surprised that you’ve only been with one other in that way.”

“I’m just so sorry you were molested. I wish there was a way I could take that pain from you. What happened to the guy that hurt you?”

“My Daddy shot him, leaving him a paraplegic. He’s now in a prison hospice for the rest of his life.”

“I guess he got his just desserts, then.”

“But, am I pure enough for you, now that you know this?”

“Of course you are! And anyway, you could say that my past is more extensive than yours. All in all, you’re a wonderful and beautiful young lady of whom I am tremendously honored to call mine!”

“You make me very happy and I admit I am falling for you!”

“I feel the same way. I just cannot believe that the young lady of my dreams wants me!”

“Well, it’s because you’re so sweet!”

“Thank you.” Ezra paused, then continued, “Does any of your family know about me?”

“My Mom does.”

“What does she think?”

“She’s slightly leery, but only because so many others have rejected me.”

“Well if there’s a way I can relieve that anxiety of hers, name it.”

“Just keep talking to me and keep being sweet to me.”

“Rest assured, I will.”

“Now, I have to go potty real badly, but call me later this evening so we can talk some more.”

“What time?”

“Say around Eight P.M.”

“All right, I sure will.”

“Okay bye.”

“Bye.”

Sadie went to relieve herself in the bathroom.

After she was done, she went back to her room and took a nap.

Meanwhile, Ezra drove to New Orleans and spent the rest of the day watching marine traffic.

He took several pictures of the boats, ships, and barges passing on the Mississippi River and sent them to Sadie.

She had replied how they looked so neat, though she was half asleep.

At 6:00 PM, Ezra drove back to his apartment and checked his blood sugar. It was slightly low, so he drank a can of Wild Cherry Pepsi, then prepared a dinner of a fried pork chop, steamed yellow squash, and steamed broccoli florets.

Likewise, Sadie woke up and her Mom was preparing a meal of hamburger steaks along with green peas and mashed potatoes.

After everyone was done eating, the table was cleared and the dishes were washed, Ezra called Sadie. It was now getting on Eight P.M.

“Hey, you!” Sadie answered.

“Hey,” Ezra replied.

“I’m sorry I didn’t talk more but I was half sleeping when you sent me those pictures. But they were really neat.”

“Well, thank you. Watching marine traffic may seem boring to most, but it’s fun for me and it keeps me out of trouble.”

“Well, you have to have hobbies.”

“Speaking of that, what do you do for fun?”

“Well, I cannot drive, so I am pretty much a homebody, but as I said on my dating profile, I like to play games on my phone and tablet.”

“Nothing wrong with that. I’m glad you’re able to do something.”

“There’s also this blogger I read. He writes the most beautiful love stories. Maybe one day we can read his work together.”

“I wish I could write, but I would love to do that with you.”

“I also wish I could write.”

“What are his stories like?”

“Well, let me put it this way, we’ll have to be careful when we read them together, otherwise we may be tempted to commit a certain sin.”

“They’re that good?”

“Yes, they always bring out those feelings in me. It’s just I was never able to share them with anyone because I was always ghosted.”

“I was ghosted quite a bit as well, so I know what you’re going through.”

“But now we have each other, right?”

“Oh, yes! Most definitely! And I am so happy about that!”

“Me too!”

“I cannot wait to come to see you!”

“Neither can I!”

“Where would I sleep though?”

“In my arms, of course?”

“How would your Mom feel about that?”

“She would be fine as long as you treat me right and commit to me.” Sadie paused, then continued, “Anyway, I pay the bills around here.”

“Well, my intentions are indeed to treat you right and nothing would make me happier than to commit to you!”

“I’m falling for you even more!”

“As am I!”

“So, what heritage are you, anyway?”

“Redneck and Cherokee. What about you?”

“French and a little bit Irish.”

“Like Cajun French?”

“No. Parisian French!”

“Well, my family might tease you, but I think French men are so sophisticated and I hear they make wonderful lovers.”

“Now I am blushing!”

“I bet it’s so cute though!”

“When you say you’re redneck, do you know which European Countries, like more specific than just Anglo Saxon?”

“Scotch-Irish and maybe a little Welsh.”

“So we both have Irish, then.”

“Apparently.”

“The only Irish trait of mine that I know of is that I loved drinking Whiskey in my younger days, but cannot have it now because of this diabetes.”

“What races were your two exes?”

“The one I was with for during my twenties was Mexican, Italian, and Black. The one I was with while in my very early thirties was Cajun, Houmas, which is a Native American tribe in Louisiana and she was also partially Black.”

“The man who molested me was Black, but from Puerto Rico.”

“Would your family reject me because of the women I dated prior to finding you?”

“I doubt it. Once they see how wonderful you treat me and how happy you make me, they’ll want me to keep you!” Sadie paused, then continued, “But don’t advertise it either.”

“I understand, completely.”

There was a knock on Sadie’s bedroom door.

It was her mother and she said, “Alyssa and Nicky Joe are coming to visit tomorrow, so you might want to get some rest tonight.”

Ezra heard Sadie’s Mother and said, “Do I have to let you go for now?”

“No, we can talk a little while longer.” She paused and said, “I’m not looking forward to it. My cousin Alyssa is always in competition with me. She’s pregnant for her methhead boyfriend and they’re both coming tomorrow.”

“Sounds like fun,” Ezra said sarcastically, then continued, “In all seriousness, I need to do laundry tomorrow anyway.”

“I know right. It’s just Alyssa who was always skinny and she always had a boyfriend while I had none. But I cannot wait to show you off to her, because you’re so much classier and cuter than her boyfriend ever will be and you treat me like a queen.”

“Does that mean I get to shower you with affection in front of her?”

“Well, if you did, I would like it a lot and it would score you some extra points with me!” Sadie said as she giggled.

“Just know that I would do it anyway because I am that much crazy about you.”

“I am falling for you hard and fast, so please don’t break my heart!”

“I am falling for you equally hard and equally fast and I pray that you don’t break my heart either!”

“I never will! I know a good thing when I see it!”

“And I likewise know how wonderful you are and just so you know, I want you by my side forever!”

“I’ll take that to bed with me since I do have to get up early tomorrow.”

“Do you want me to say the good night tidings?”

“You can if you want.”

“Then I want you to know how much I long to give you hugs and kisses good night. And I want you to equally know how I long to keep you in my arms throughout the night. But my prayer is that The Good Lord watches over us until we talk again and my prayer is also that you will be by my side forever!”

“Yes, those are my desires as well. I cannot wait to see you and I cannot wait to read those blogs with you!”

“Well you have pleasant dreams and peaceful slumber and I will tell you good night.”

“Good Night.”

Sadie then changed into a nightgown, then turned on her fan and went to sleep.

Ezra stayed up for a few more hours, listening to his scanners then went to sleep as well…

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Pilot-An Online Romance

On a muggy late October night in South Louisiana, Ezra Lee Toussaint was sitting on his sofa scrolling past profiles of ladies on a dating site. He lived outside of New Orleans, Louisiana, and couldn’t seem to find any ladies that interested him nearby. So he increased the distance parameter on the app and continued searching.

Ezra was a disabled thirty-seven-year-old. He stayed in a one-bedroom apartment and of course lived off of a government pension from Social Security Disability. The reasons for his disability were that he was schizophrenic and later became diabetic, due to side effects from his medication.

Around the age of thirty-four he had lost a lot of weight, but still needed to take his schizophrenic medication as well as monitor his blood sugar and take insulin shots for the rest of his life.

Because of the cost of his medications and supplies as well as their side effects in addition to the debilitating mental effects of Schizophrenia, he decided it would be much more practical to draw disability and keep his medical benefits instead of being at the mercy of employer-sponsored health insurance.

He spent his waking hours working on his 1985 Jeep Comanche pickup truck, riding around at night, listening to his scanners, watching videos, or reading online.

He had all the time to do whatever he chose, whenever he chose, but his life was incomplete. He was missing the love of a good woman.

There was a good woman in his life about five years prior, but she called it quits on him out of the blue.

He spent a good while getting over that relationship, but then he decided to get on several dating sites and put himself on the market.

On this night he wasn’t having much success with the app.

It seemed that the only women who wanted him were well below his standards and the ones that met his standards all eventually ghosted him.

Ezra was getting ready to give up on these apps and find an alternative way to meet women when he saw her profile.

Her name was Sadie, she was 31 years old and from rural Marshall County, Alabama.

He studied her profile extensively and realized that she fit his standards exactly.

She was an SSBBW with a very pretty face, long flowing reddish-blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, and the most beautiful curves.

On her profile she stated how she is indeed a big lady and if any potential mate of hers cannot deal with that, then just not waste their time and don’t even contact her. She stated how she wanted a man that would treat her like a queen, hold her by her waist, kiss her just because, and love her for her. She also stated how she is an excellent cook and despite her size, she’s the one to take and meet your family. Her profile then stated how she never smokes, or uses drugs and only drinks alcohol on special occasions. As her interests, she posted that they include hanging out with her family, riding around at night, swimming, playing games on her phone or tablet, and cuddling but only with the right man. She finally said how she is on disability because of her weight, but that means she can take care of herself financially and doesn’t want any man’s money, but rather his time, loyalty, affection, and love. Her height was listed as five feet.

Even though he wasn’t actually in her presence, Ezra felt immensely giddy as his heart skipped several beats.

For a few minutes he simply stared with great admiration at her pictures.

During those minutes, Ezra was going through in his head how he would write the perfect message for her, “Hey. I don’t know how to begin this, but let me first say that I am very picky about whom I would date. However, you seem to exceed my standards by far, and not only that I think you are beautiful and sweet. I want to get to know you more and if you are the right one for me, I would indeed treat you like a queen, hold you by that sexy waist of yours, shower your beautiful face with kisses just because and yes I could love you for you and let me say that you are indeed very lovable. I’m already crazy about you and if you would only know how giddy I feel just by looking at your profile, maybe you would somehow like me too. I know I am in Louisiana and you’re in Alabama, but gosh durn it, it wouldn’t matter to me how close or far you were, for you I would find a way to make it work. There aren’t any worthwhile women where I am, but you, well…you are more than worthwhile, you seem so perfect for me! I look forward to corresponding with you, so please give me a chance!”

Ezra sighed as he tapped the send button.

He then set his phone down and walked into the kitchen and took his medication.

Afterwards, he tested his blood sugar and saw that it was low, so he drank a cold can of Wild Cherry Pepsi.

He then turned on his scanner and listened as two towboat captains were coordinating their movements on the Intracoastal Waterway. He listened intently until he heard his phone go off.

A chat head appeared with Sadie’s picture.

Ezra took a deep breath then began to read the message.

“Hey. I’m really touched by what you told me. I also read your profile and you seem like a decent guy and yes I would be open to you getting to know me. I want to get to know you as well. I also think you’re really cute! It’s quite okay that you’re all the way in Louisiana because there are no worthwhile young men around here who are willing to pay attention to me, but I’m glad you are. You made me blush a whole lot when you told me that my waist is sexy. And yes, I am really happy that you are that you’re willing to make this work. Maybe you are the young man of whom I have been praying about. I hope you are serious about loving me for me because I am bigger than I appear in my pictures. I do weigh a little over four hundred pounds. When most guys find out exactly how big I am they ghost me. You seem really sweet, so I hope you are somehow different. I hope you would still want me now that you know my true weight and I promise you that I have an even bigger heart. Please write me back and let me know how you feel.”

Ezra’s heart swelled with joy that the young lady whom he was already catching feelings for was mutually interested in him. He knew he had to make it clear to Sadie exactly how much he was attracted to her. So, carefully, he typed back, “I’m so sorry all those other guys ghosted you but it’s their loss not yours. I hope it is also my gain and I apologize if that sounded wrong. There is something I want you to know and I pray you don’t think I am a pervert, but here goes: I am exclusively attracted to bigger women. There is just something about them that drives me wild but in a very good way. And if she has a pretty face like yours, I’m even more attracted. A skinny woman doesn’t have that effect on me. And a skinny woman wouldn’t ever make me happy but someone your size would make me the happiest man there is! I meant what I said when I told you how I think you’re beautiful and sweet. I won’t ever ghost you, but I will honor you and cherish you if you indeed let me! Please don’t ever ghost me either though. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and you have such a sweet and pure heart, that I want you even more now. I just hope this continues.”

A minute passed, then Ezra’s phone alerted him to another incoming message from Sadie. It read, “Oh, I don’t think you’re a pervert because you’re attracted to bigger women. Actually, I’m glad you are because you’re really cute and sweet and if you didn’t like bigger women you probably wouldn’t be talking to me right now, so it’s quite all right. Don’t be so hard on yourself. I know you’re falling for me and I will admit that I am falling for you as well, but I have to make sure you are right for me. I am indeed attracted to you physically and I think you are really sweet as well, but I need to know most of all that you are a Christian and that you are a humble gentleman. I’m almost sure that you are are the latter, but I need to make sure that you are also the former. If you indeed are, then you will have the keys to my heart. But I must know. Let me close by saying that I hope you are because I really do like you and I could see you making me happy. Please let me know.”

“Why don’t I call you and explain it to you? It would be easier to say it verbally than to write it all down.”

“Sure. I bet you have a cute voice.”

They then exchanged phone numbers.

Ezra then called Sadie.

“Hey you!” She answered.

“Hi,” Ezra said.

“Well tell me all you need to say.”

“Okay, here goes: I am indeed a Christian and have been since my teen years. There is something else you must know about me and that is I get disability. First I got it for being schizophrenic, which I got saved while I was recovering from my first mental breakdown. A family member presented The Gospel to me and I surrendered to it. Most of my family is Catholic, except for this family member, and I always noticed how he was closer to God than the rest of them, so I hung on to his every word. It was the best choice I ever made when I got saved! The medication I take for schizophrenia caused me to eventually become diabetic. I was heavy from my twenties until my early thirties then at age thirty-four, I lost the weight, mostly from strict dieting because of my diabetes. I allow the Lord to direct my paths and I acknowledge Him every step of the way. I would also be in a lot of trouble without Him. If you ever meet me, you will see that I carry a SwissGear backpack and a small Igloo cooler everywhere I go. I carry my medication and diabetic supplies, as well as a few cool personal gadgets in my backpack, and I have a few cans of soft drink as well as my insulin in the cooler.”

“I can tell that for sure that you are a Christian and I am immensely happy about that fact! I’m so sorry about your disabilities, but maybe they make you humble, or at least I think they do. Could you tell me about the other stuff you carry in your backpack? I hope it is all legal stuff.”

Ezra replied, “Well, some of the stuff I carry may not be legal in New York or California, but it is perfectly legal in the rural South. I have my tablet with its charger, a scanner radio also with its charger, a Leatherman multi-tool, a Swiss Army Knife, three different tactical flashlights one of them has a USB-C charger the other two run on disposable batteries, my Bible, two flash drives, a power bank, and a scientific calculator.”

“That’s neat. But why do you have three flashlights?”

“Well one is for general purpose lighting. The other has a regular white light but also a red light for use at night such as fishing or looking for worms or just looking around in a car while riding and not disturb the driver. The third one is for self-defense, it is very bright and has a strobe feature that can disorient an attacker then I can hit him in the head with the flashlight while he is disoriented. There’s a lot of crime in Louisiana and my psychiatrist won’t clear me for a concealed weapon permit, so I had to improvise. As you can see I like to be prepared.”

“My Daddy carried a Leatherman on him everywhere he went, but he willed it to me when he passed away.”

“What did he die of?”

“He was big like me and couldn’t get his blood pressure under control, so four, almost five years ago, the Sunday just after Black Friday, he was out hunting with the new rifle he had just purchased and had a stroke out in the woods. We have a scanner too and heard EMT’s talking about him on it. He died hours later at the hospital.”

“I’m so sorry and he seems like he would have been a good man.”

“Oh he was. Maybe he would have liked you.”

“What was he hunting for?”

“Wild hogs. He wanted to roast one for Christmas Dinner but had to work up until Christmas, so this was his only time off, until Christmas Eve.”

“Oh, that sounds delicious. What was his job?”

“He worked at a gun store and he loved to hunt in his free time.”

“If scanners upset you, I won’t play mine in front of you. I know it must be traumatic to hear one go off.”

“Well, that’s very sweet and thoughtful of you, but it doesn’t bother me.”

“What do you listen to on yours, anyway?”

“Mostly boat traffic. If that isn’t too active, I listen to the fire departments.”

“And why do you carry that Leatherman and Swiss Army Knife?”

“Just so I can help myself or others should the need arrive. It seems I am always using them to fix something at my church. I see them more as tools than weapons, and I do enjoy helping others.”

“Now you sound like my Daddy, but I like it.”

“I know you know that I am a Christian. I hope you think I am also a humble gentleman.”

“Yes. I do, but I just had to make sure you were first.”

“Yay.”

“You seem happy.”

“Well, the young lady of my dreams thinks I am a gentleman I would say that makes me happy!”

“So, since I am the young lady of your dreams, why don’t you make me yours?”

“How do you want me to do that?”

“Ask me, silly.”

“Okay, I need to know your full name first, so I can do this right.”

“It is Sadie Claire MacBride. What’s yours?”

“Ezra Lee Toussaint.”

“That’s a neat name.”

“Thanks.”

“Okay, are you going to ask me?”

“Yes: Sadie Claire MacBride, will you be my girlfriend? I don’t have much to offer you, but I do promise to give you my time, my loyalty, and my affections!”

“Of course I will, and you’ve just made me a very happy lady, Ezra Lee Toussaint! I hope and pray that this is just the beginning!”

“It is just the beginning and I hope and pray that you are the one because I cannot picture anyone better!”

“I hope you are the one as well and I cannot wait to meet you in person!”

“How about we try to Thanksgiving week. I’ll save some money from when I paid on November 3rd.”

“Sure. But I’m too fat to drive myself so you’re going to have to come to me.”

“That’s fine. And don’t be so hard on yourself because I think you’re the most beautiful lady ever! Anyway, I have a 1985 Jeep Comanche, but it runs just as well as any truck made today. And I will gladly come to see you.”

“You’re so sweet and I think you’re the cutest man I’ve ever seen!”

“Thank you!”

“Hey, what time is it?”

Ezra looked at his G-Shock, then answered, “10:44.”

“I have a doctor’s appointment in the morning, so I need to get some sleep. I too have high blood pressure because of my weight. It’s under control, thanks to the medications, but I need routine monitoring.”

“You do get disability as well, or at least your profile says so.”

“Yes, I get my Daddy’s survivor’s benefits. I use them to pay me and my Momma’s bills and the utilities. The trailer and the land are paid for, thank God!”

“Yes. Thank God indeed.” Ezra paused then continued, “There is something I want to tell you tonight, and every night before we go to sleep.”

“What is it?”

“Good Night Tidings.”

“Okay.”

“Here goes: I wish I was in your presence to lovingly give you good night hugs and a kisses goodnight, then gently tuck you into your bed. But I also pray that The Good Lord watches over both of us tonight and every night as we sleep. Finally I pray that we are together forever, because I only want you and no one else. Now, you get you some rest and I will take my medication.”

“That was very sweet and just know that I desire and pray for those very things as well!” Sadie paused then continued, “I will text you good morning and I will call you when I am out of my appointment. If you want we can spend some time then.”

“Okay. I will be waiting. I’ll probably watching boats tomorrow, but I’ll make time for you.”

“I know you will.”

“Okay, good night.”

“Good night.”

Ezra took his medicine then went to bed happier than ever.

Likewise Sadie went to bed filled with more joy than ever.

They dreamed about each other all night long…

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An Excerpt from “An Online Romance”

On a muggy late October night in South Louisiana, Ezra Lee Toussaint was sitting on his sofa scrolling past profiles of ladies on a dating site. He lived outside of New Orleans, Louisiana, and couldn’t seem to find any ladies that interested him nearby. So he increased the distance parameter on the app and continued searching.

Ezra was a disabled thirty-seven-year-old. He stayed in a one-bedroom apartment and of course lived off of a government pension from Social Security Disability. The reasons for his disability were that he was schizophrenic and later became diabetic, due to side effects from his medication.

Around the age of thirty-four he had lost a lot of weight, but still needed to take his schizophrenic medication as well as monitor his blood sugar and take insulin shots for the rest of his life.

Because of the cost of his medications and supplies as well as their side effects in addition to the debilitating mental effects of Schizophrenia, he decided it would be much more practical to draw disability and keep his medical benefits instead of being at the mercy of employer-sponsored health insurance.

He spent his waking hours working on his 1985 Jeep Comanche pickup truck, riding around at night, listening to his scanners, watching videos, or reading online.

He had all the time to do whatever he chose, whenever he chose, but his life was incomplete. He was missing the love of a good woman.

There was a good woman in his life about five years prior, but she called it quits on him out of the blue.

He spent a good while getting over that relationship, but then he decided to get on several dating sites and put himself on the market.

On this night he wasn’t having much success with the app.

It seemed that the only women who wanted him were well below his standards and the ones that met his standards all eventually ghosted him.

Ezra was getting ready to give up on these apps and find an alternative way to meet women when he saw her profile.

Her name was Sadie, she was 31 years old and from rural Marshall County, Alabama.

He studied her profile extensively and realized that she fit his standards exactly.

She was an SSBBW with a very pretty face, long flowing reddish-blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, and the most beautiful curves.

On her profile she stated how she is indeed a big lady and if any potential mate of hers cannot deal with that, then just not waste their time and don’t even contact her. She stated how she wanted a man that would treat her like a queen, hold her by her waist, kiss her just because, and love her for her. She also stated how she is an excellent cook and despite her size, she’s the one to take and meet your family. Her profile then stated how she never smokes, or uses drugs and only drinks alcohol on special occasions. As her interests, she posted that they include hanging out with her family, riding around at night, swimming, playing games on her phone or tablet, and cuddling but only with the right man. She finally said how she is on disability because of her weight, but that means she can take care of herself financially and doesn’t want any man’s money, but rather his time, loyalty, affection, and love. Her height was listed as five feet.

Even though he wasn’t actually in her presence, Ezra felt immensely giddy as his heart skipped several beats.

For a few minutes he simply stared with great admiration at her pictures.

During those minutes, Ezra was going through in his head how he would write the perfect message for her, “Hey. I don’t know how to begin this, but let me first say that I am very picky about whom I would date. However, you seem to exceed my standards by far, and not only that I think you are beautiful and sweet. I want to get to know you more and if you are the right one for me, I would indeed treat you like a queen, hold you by that sexy waist of yours, shower your beautiful face with kisses just because and yes I could love you for you and let me say that you are indeed very lovable. I’m already crazy about you and if you would only know how giddy I feel just by looking at your profile, maybe you would somehow like me too. I know I am in Louisiana and you’re in Alabama, but gosh durn it, it wouldn’t matter to me how close or far you were, for you I would find a way to make it work. There aren’t any worthwhile women where I am, but you, well…you are more than worthwhile, you seem so perfect for me! I look forward to corresponding with you, so please give me a chance!”

Ezra sighed as he tapped the send button.

He then set his phone down and walked into the kitchen and took his medication.

Afterwards, he tested his blood sugar and saw that it was low, so he drank a cold can of Wild Cherry Pepsi.

He then turned on his scanner and listened as two towboat captains were coordinating their movements on the Intracoastal Waterway. He listened intently until he heard his phone go off.

A chat head appeared with Sadie’s picture.

Ezra took a deep breath then began to read the message.

“Hey. I’m really touched by what you told me. I also read your profile and you seem like a decent guy and yes I would be open to you getting to know me. I want to get to know you as well. I also think you’re really cute! It’s quite okay that you’re all the way in Louisiana because there are no worthwhile young men around here who are willing to pay attention to me, but I’m glad you are. You made me blush a whole lot when you told me that my waist is sexy. And yes, I am really happy that you are that you’re willing to make this work. Maybe you are the young man of whom I have been praying about. I hope you are serious about loving me for me because I am bigger than I appear in my pictures. I do weigh a little over four hundred pounds. When most guys find out exactly how big I am they ghost me. You seem really sweet, so I hope you are somehow different. I hope you would still want me now that you know my true weight and I promise you that I have an even bigger heart. Please write me back and let me know how you feel.”

Ezra’s heart swelled with joy that the young lady whom he was already catching feelings for was mutually interested in him. He knew he had to make it clear to Sadie exactly how much he was attracted to her. So, carefully, he typed back, “I’m so sorry all those other guys ghosted you but it’s their loss not yours. I hope it is also my gain and I apologize if that sounded wrong. There is something I want you to know and I pray you don’t think I am a pervert, but here goes: I am exclusively attracted to bigger women. There is just something about them that drives me wild but in a very good way. And if she has a pretty face like yours, I’m even more attracted. A skinny woman doesn’t have that effect on me. And a skinny woman wouldn’t ever make me happy but someone your size would make me the happiest man there is! I meant what I said when I told you how I think you’re beautiful and sweet. I won’t ever ghost you, but I will honor you and cherish you if you indeed let me! Please don’t ever ghost me either though. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and you have such a sweet and pure heart, that I want you even more now. I just hope this continues.”

A minute passed, then Ezra’s phone alerted him to another incoming message from Sadie. It read, “Oh, I don’t think you’re a pervert because you’re attracted to bigger women. Actually, I’m glad you are because you’re really cute and sweet and if you didn’t like bigger women you probably wouldn’t be talking to me right now, so it’s quite all right. Don’t be so hard on yourself. I know you’re falling for me and I will admit that I am falling for you as well, but I have to make sure you are right for me. I am indeed attracted to you physically and I think you are really sweet as well, but I need to know most of all that you are a Christian and that you are a humble gentleman. I’m almost sure that you are are the latter, but I need to make sure that you are also the former. If you indeed are, then you will have the keys to my heart. But I must know. Let me close by saying that I hope you are because I really do like you and I could see you making me happy. Please let me know.”

“Why don’t I call you and explain it to you? It would be easier to say it verbally than to write it all down.”

“Sure. I bet you have a cute voice.”

They then exchanged phone numbers.

Ezra then called Sadie.

“Hey you!” She answered.

“Hi,” Ezra said.

“Well tell me all you need to say.”

“Okay, here goes: I am indeed a Christian and have been since my teen years. There is something else you must know about me and that is I get disability. First I got it for being schizophrenic, which I got saved while I was recovering from my first mental breakdown. A family member presented The Gospel to me and I surrendered to it. Most of my family is Catholic, except for this family member, and I always noticed how he was closer to God than the rest of them, so I hung on to his every word. It was the best choice I ever made when I got saved! The medication I take for schizophrenia caused me to eventually become diabetic. I was heavy from my twenties until my early thirties then at age thirty-four, I lost the weight, mostly from strict dieting because of my diabetes. I allow the Lord to direct my paths and I acknowledge Him every step of the way. I would also be in a lot of trouble without Him. If you ever meet me, you will see that I carry a SwissGear backpack and a small Igloo cooler everywhere I go. I carry my medication and diabetic supplies, as well as a few cool personal gadgets in my backpack, and I have a few cans of soft drink as well as my insulin in the cooler.”

“I can tell that for sure that you are a Christian and I am immensely happy about that fact! I’m so sorry about your disabilities, but maybe they make you humble, or at least I think they do. Could you tell me about the other stuff you carry in your backpack? I hope it is all legal stuff.”

Ezra replied, “Well, some of the stuff I carry may not be legal in New York or California, but it is perfectly legal in the rural South. I have my tablet with its charger, a scanner radio also with its charger, a Leatherman multi-tool, a Swiss Army Knife, three different tactical flashlights one of them has a USB-C charger the other two run on disposable batteries, my Bible, two flash drives, a power bank, and a scientific calculator.”

“That’s neat. But why do you have three flashlights?”

“Well one is for general purpose lighting. The other has a regular white light but also a red light for use at night such as fishing or looking for worms or just looking around in a car while riding and not disturb the driver. The third one is for self-defense, it is very bright and has a strobe feature that can disorient an attacker then I can hit him in the head with the flashlight while he is disoriented. There’s a lot of crime in Louisiana and my psychiatrist won’t clear me for a concealed weapon permit, so I had to improvise. As you can see I like to be prepared.”

“My Daddy carried a Leatherman on him everywhere he went, but he willed it to me when he passed away.”

“What did he die of?”

“He was big like me and couldn’t get his blood pressure under control, so four, almost five years ago, the Sunday just after Black Friday, he was out hunting with the new rifle he had just purchased and had a stroke out in the woods. We have a scanner too and heard EMT’s talking about him on it. He died hours later at the hospital.”

“I’m so sorry and he seems like he would have been a good man.”

“Oh he was. Maybe he would have liked you.”

“What was he hunting for?”

“Wild hogs. He wanted to roast one for Christmas Dinner but had to work up until Christmas, so this was his only time off, until Christmas Eve.”

“Oh, that sounds delicious. What was his job?”

“He worked at a gun store and he loved to hunt in his free time.”

“If scanners upset you, I won’t play mine in front of you. I know it must be traumatic to hear one go off.”

“Well, that’s very sweet and thoughtful of you, but it doesn’t bother me.”

“What do you listen to on yours, anyway?”

“Mostly boat traffic. If that isn’t too active, I listen to the fire departments.”

“And why do you carry that Leatherman and Swiss Army Knife?”

“Just so I can help myself or others should the need arrive. It seems I am always using them to fix something at my church. I see them more as tools than weapons, and I do enjoy helping others.”

“Now you sound like my Daddy, but I like it.”

“I know you know that I am a Christian. I hope you think I am also a humble gentleman.”

“Yes. I do, but I just had to make sure you were first.”

“Yay.”

“You seem happy.”

“Well, the young lady of my dreams thinks I am a gentleman I would say that makes me happy!”

“So, since I am the young lady of your dreams, why don’t you make me yours?”

“How do you want me to do that?”

“Ask me, silly.”

“Okay, I need to know your full name first, so I can do this right.”

“It is Sadie Claire MacBride. What’s yours?”

“Ezra Lee Toussaint.”

“That’s a neat name.”

“Thanks.”

“Okay, are you going to ask me?”

“Yes: Sadie Claire MacBride, will you be my girlfriend? I don’t have much to offer you, but I do promise to give you my time, my loyalty, and my affections!”

“Of course I will, and you’ve just made me a very happy lady, Ezra Lee Toussaint! I hope and pray that this is just the beginning!”

“It is just the beginning and I hope and pray that you are the one because I cannot picture anyone better!”

“I hope you are the one as well and I cannot wait to meet you in person!”

“How about we try to Thanksgiving week. I’ll save some money from when I paid on November 3rd.”

“Sure. But I’m too fat to drive myself so you’re going to have to come to me.”

“That’s fine. And don’t be so hard on yourself because I think you’re the most beautiful lady ever! Anyway, I have a 1985 Jeep Comanche, but it runs just as well as any truck made today. And I will gladly come to see you.”

“You’re so sweet and I think you’re the cutest man I’ve ever seen!”

“Thank you!”

“Hey, what time is it?”

Ezra looked at his G-Shock, then answered, “10:44.”

“I have a doctor’s appointment in the morning, so I need to get some sleep. I too have high blood pressure because of my weight. It’s under control, thanks to the medications, but I need routine monitoring.”

“You do get disability as well, or at least your profile says so.”

“Yes, I get my Daddy’s survivor’s benefits. I use them to pay me and my Momma’s bills and the utilities. The trailer and the land are paid for, thank God!”

“Yes. Thank God indeed.” Ezra paused then continued, “There is something I want to tell you tonight, and every night before we go to sleep.”

“What is it?”

“Good Night Tidings.”

“Okay.”

“Here goes: I wish I was in your presence to lovingly give you hugs and kisses goodnight, then gently tuck you into your bed. But I also pray that The Good Lord watches over both of us tonight and every night as we sleep. Finally I pray that we are together forever, because I only want you and no one else. Now, you get you some rest and I will take my medication.”

“That was very sweet and just know that I desire and pray for those very things as well!” Sadie paused then continued, “I will text you good morning and I will call you when I am out of my appointment. If you want we can spend some time then.”

“Okay. I will be waiting. I’ll probably be doing laundry tomorrow, but I’ll make time for you.”

“I know you will.”

“Okay, good night.”

“Good night.”

Ezra took his medicine then went to bed happier than ever.

Likewise Sadie went to bed filled with more joy than ever.

They dreamed about each other all night long…

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