|April 19, 2011||Posted by thatgrrl under Adult BackWash, Female Body, women stuff|
Originally posted to Adult BackWash: Wednesday May 05, 2004
I didn’t know I have perfect boobs. Now that I know, I’m seriously impressed with myself. I never thought those two roundish lumps could be considered perfect. I’ve always had a fondness for them. I could even go so far as to say I’m… proud of them. They’re not bad as, two roundish lumps stuck to the front of my body, go.
But, to hear they are perfect. Well, that kind of blows my mind. Perfect! Perfect covers a lot of ground.
Perfect is in the eye of the beholder and the hands of the beholder too for that matter. So if he thinks I have perfect boobs, more power to me. More of other things to him but we’ll get to that later, much later. Probably long after your bedtime.
So, now I’m sitting pretty. Perfect boobs protruding just a bit more than usual.
It is kind of odd being a woman, having two appendages sticking out in front of you. Can’t ignore them. Kind of rude looking I sometimes think. As a high school girl I would just give in to the inevitable and rest my boobs on the desk. It hit at just that level. What else could you do? No one could sit that straight in those hard ass chairs all day. So, boobs ended up sitting on my desk. Maybe that is the secret of my perfect boobs, allowing them their place in the halls of learning.
I also think it’s good that I don’t always restrain them into boob traps, boulder holders, bras, etc. Let them have a little freedom to bob, bounce and sway. Boobs like to get out a bit, see the world and have some fun. Grrls just want to have fun! All the girls. I think it’s cute how some women call them “the girls”. I don’t do it myself. Maybe it’s just that bit too cute for me.
Anyway, me and my perfect boobs are about to hit the shower and get to bed tonight. Boobs are easy to wash. Just soap them up, rub around the nipples, under and around the breast and rinse. Other areas are more complicated, involve more steps and less modesty.
Good night. Sweaty dreams.