Since Robin spotted that fraud, I thought that if anyone ever tries selling an actual signed photo of Wendy, potential buyers might want to check against her actual signature. Moments after this polaroid was snapped, the luscious Miss Whoppers inscribed it to Yours Truly. (I apologize for the disguise, but certain small-minded people might want to expel me from the Sunday choir. 
Although that's a pretty exact depiction of the look on my face.)
Man, you are one lucky guy, and Wendy looks exceptionally beautiful there. 
I recall that I learned something then, too. Without thinking much about it, I complimented Wendy on her excellent legs, probably the first time I'd paid them much attention, as they were light as a feather and almost across my lap. She seemed genuinely pleased that I didn't prefer to talk about other parts of her anatomy, and we had a nice chat. After that, whenever I met another uber-boobed model or porn star, I asked how they kept their legs in such good shape and nearly always got a good reaction and conversation.