In an attempt to get myself out of a bad funk that has been induced by that stupid fucking bitch Laura, I thought I would read some blogs. That Darn Girl has this post about whether or not her boobs look big in a given photo...
That made me think of Susan... I will call her that because that was her name... I met her at a blues festival in Clarksdale MS... She had these wonderfully big boobs. She was with another guy when I met her, but she slipped me her phone number... She was seriously hot , and the next weekend, we had plans in Memphis...
When I arrived to pick her up, she looked good enough to eat... er... well... you know what I mean...
We went out for drinks... then to dinner... and then back to her place... she put some great Memphis blues in her CD player... and we started kissing... she was SUCH a tease...she would stand up from time to time... start dancing... and brush those sweater-enclosed babies across my face... I was harder than a 25-cent steak... We decided to head to the bedroom... and I could not wait to free those wonderful things from everything that was between me and them...
There's no way in HELL those things are real... but being a gentleman... and not wanting to waste time on that discussion when there were better things we could be doing... I decided to keep my mouth shut... well... not really shut... I just decided to not say anything... that wasn't passion-induced...
Somewhere between the foreplay and penetration, I was exploring the terrain with my fingers... and ... there were incision marks under her boobs...
She said they were real... why would she deny it... when it was so obvious...???
I would like to say that I played dumb... but really... most of us guys do lose the ability to do much of anything smart in that kind of scenario... the little head kicks in and all reason and logic goes out the door...
I still hear from her from time to time... she's still living in Memphis... I hadn't thought about her in a while... until I read the blog about boobs looking big... it's like some form of 'word association' or something... it's amazing how the brain works...
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It's usually very obvious, especially when we are on out backs.
ReplyDeletewhy lie about it? Like it's not totally obvious when they're made a certain size and bigger, especially when you're on your back... Oh well, I enjoy me some nice boobies, whether real or fake....
ReplyDeleteGood morning...
ReplyDelete* Hi, Secretia... I agree... there is supposed to be a natural movement... instead of something like a basketball being dribbled... ;o)
* Tara... again, it is obvious... and like you, I do enjoy me some nice boobies as well...
( * )( * ) :oD
Off to class...
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I've been asked by a woman in my circle if my tits were enhanced.
ReplyDelete"enhanced"?
Quizzically I looked at her and said, " I buy good bras, so if that's what you mean.... then yes?"
She said, "did you have them DONE?"
I said, "nooooo. I've had two kids. They never shrunk"
seriously? If I had some money lolling around I'd get LASIK or lipo in my tushy.
oops. Rant over. sorry.
Shoes... At that moment I am surprised that you gave it a second thought...mouth full of boob and a 25 cent hard steak (hhahahahhaha)...
ReplyDeleteI have no reason to lie...(wink wink) Mine are real too....okay maybe they saw some kind of plastic surgeon at some point...but they are soft...I promise..I swear!
* JenJen... enhanced... I think that is the term now... "c'mere baby... let me ravage yer enhancements.... "... hmmm... just doesn't sound the same... does it??
ReplyDelete* That Darn Girl... the mouth full of boob and the 25-cent steak hardness were not mutually exclusive... ;o) I'm thinking that a good body makes me harder than viagra would... just saying...
Oh... and by the way... based on that photo, they look MAHVALOUS!!!! :oD
This woman I used to date... 'Jan'.. was beautiful... she was... but she had some insecurity issues about lines around her mouth from smoking... and wanting her eyes fixed.... and afterwards, I thought she wasn't as pretty... now she had the enhancements done after we broke up...
Hmmm... you promise... you swear they are soft... sounds like you are wanting to prove it.. :oD
hahahahahaa...
Damn... class beckons...
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Hi.
ReplyDeleteI have to say this...
"That made me think of Susan... I will call her that because that was her name..."
made me laugh pretty hard and yeah...why are you dumb enough to deny it?? I am uhh well endowed (naturally) and have asked about it often. Good DNA and good bras - especially post children / breastfeeding help!!
Now - you keep working with that head on your shoulders and don't listen to that other one...K? Gets you boys into trouble!!!
Funny, I've been a Susan, except it was my ass AND it's all real!
ReplyDeleteWait, um, your real name isn't Phil, is it?
Oh gawd, did I drunk comment again? What's this in my coffee?
* Hi there, Southern Girl... as much as I would love to claim the rights to the comment about calling her Susan because that was her name... I can't... I saw JenJen use it a while back and it struck me as being funny as well...
ReplyDeleteUsing the good head on my shoulders has helped me use the other on as well... with minimal Lifetime interference...
*Mad Woman... been a "Susan," huh?? Sounds like there is a story there... care to share?? ;o)
Sadly, my name isn't Phil... but I bet if it was... the odds would be better that I might know your "Susan" story...
Hmmmm... what IS in your coffee??
Hmmm... the positively BEST Irish Coffee I've ever had was in the Buena Vista in San Francisco... Been a while since I've been there... need to go back...
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I saw a teenage boy wearing a shirt reading "tell your boobs to stop staring at me" in Vegas. Made me laugh out loud.
ReplyDeleteAnd I used to work in the modeling industry. Fakes are common in Atlanta and SO very obvious. NOR would I ever ask someone if they were "done" or "enhanced" LOL.
Good afternoon, Herm... Yeah... you are right... but lately I am capable of being so fucking superficial... :oD
ReplyDeleteGood morning, JennyMac... I understand that feeling all so well... I sense them staring at me from time to time as well... sometimes, they even seem to want to jump into my hands... :oD
Thank for you for visiting...
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