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Top ten things men know about women
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Speaking of boobs, while we have a small x ray unit in our facility, we don't have a developer for the films. They're expensive to keep up and the chemicals that they use have all kinds of OSHA regulations. So, when we need films developed, we take them over to the student health center, and they develop them for us.
So, one fine spring day about two springs ago, I was on my way to get a film developed. It really was a beautiful day, one of the first of the season, and I was enjoying the blossoming dogwoods and daffodils. There was a herd of students playing Frisbee on the lawn, and the reflection pond in front of the library was cheerfully shooting gouts of water into the air. I took a deep breath of the fresh air, admired the flowers, the blue sky, the clouds, the boobies...
Boobies? My head snaked back around, and yes indeedy, they were boobies all right. The young woman had these enormous breasts shoved up in some device that would turn the Wonder Bra green with envy until they all but spilled over her silky camisole. They were these mounds of flesh shoved so far up and out that a party of five could set their drinks on them.
She had on spike heels, and with the sharp tap on the slate paving stones in front of the library each time she took a step, the mountains of flesh would shimmy and shake in a torturous struggle to escape their bondage.
"Don't stare!" I told myself, followed by "Oh My God" when I couldn't help glancing up. As they passed her, just about everybody slewed back around and stared at her back in disbelief. I proceeded on in front of the library "Don't look!" "OMG!" "Don't Look!" "OMG" until I got past her, and yeah, I turned around and stared in disbelief, too.
ObAnswers:
1. In front of the library at the University of South Carolina.
2. No, I didn't get her phone number.
3. No, I don't know if she's graduated yet.
So, one fine spring day about two springs ago, I was on my way to get a film developed. It really was a beautiful day, one of the first of the season, and I was enjoying the blossoming dogwoods and daffodils. There was a herd of students playing Frisbee on the lawn, and the reflection pond in front of the library was cheerfully shooting gouts of water into the air. I took a deep breath of the fresh air, admired the flowers, the blue sky, the clouds, the boobies...
Boobies? My head snaked back around, and yes indeedy, they were boobies all right. The young woman had these enormous breasts shoved up in some device that would turn the Wonder Bra green with envy until they all but spilled over her silky camisole. They were these mounds of flesh shoved so far up and out that a party of five could set their drinks on them.
She had on spike heels, and with the sharp tap on the slate paving stones in front of the library each time she took a step, the mountains of flesh would shimmy and shake in a torturous struggle to escape their bondage.
"Don't stare!" I told myself, followed by "Oh My God" when I couldn't help glancing up. As they passed her, just about everybody slewed back around and stared at her back in disbelief. I proceeded on in front of the library "Don't look!" "OMG!" "Don't Look!" "OMG" until I got past her, and yeah, I turned around and stared in disbelief, too.
ObAnswers:
1. In front of the library at the University of South Carolina.
2. No, I didn't get her phone number.
3. No, I don't know if she's graduated yet.
LUCKYDOG said:
Oh come on man, they have legs and bums as well
sounds familiar...I think I dumped her because she couldn't eat hot wings...
It was your detailed description that was more erotic than a guy saying "you should have seen this big titted girl walking on campus!" --- see loses something -- however you pointed out how large her breasts were the silky camisole and "spike heels, and with the sharp tap on the slate paving stones in front of the library each time she took a step, the mountains of flesh would shimmy and shake in a torturous struggle to escape their bondage." now that works!
the last part was the culmination of all
the last part was the culmination of all
hah i agree, it was like reading a short story rather than a post about an actual event.
get any pics pam?
get any pics pam?
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... boobs