Not my type

"No way! I may be her type, but she isn't mine," said Karyn. "I want a tall guy with well-defined abs... strong muscles, oh... and a big package." By this point, Karyn was breathing pretty hard, and looking around. She looked at Jon again, and said, "It's a good thing you fit all of those categories... Oooh... and we're in my room with my parents out for a while."