About a thousand years ago - say 1966 or 1967 - I dated a slightly taller girl in college. I was about 5'8" and she was 5'10", or a little bit more.
She was drop dead beautiful. Great face, perfect body, etc. No, I have no clue why she went out with me, except that she was nuts. When we walked into a place with a bunch of college guys, every eyeball in the place immediately fixated on her.
I also think that she was very strong, but never found out. She once told me that she could take any guy her size. Unless she was a martial arts expert, she wsa telling me that she was very strong. Of course, in those days, no guy would ask a girl to pick him up. I did not push the conversation, big mistake, and that was the only time it came up.
She definitely viewed me as a friend, not a serious romantic interest. While we were still "dating", she asked me if I could fix her up with a guy that I knew who was a 6'8" starter on the basketball team.
Clearly she wanted to date a guy much larger than she was.
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