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YES, I have big boobs and NO, you may not stare at them.

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As none of you know, I am a relatively well-endowed chicita. Have been since I was twelve or thirteen. It’s a hard-knock life, having to cart around big knockers. It’s not as easy as it looks. We get back pain. We have to buy larger bras, which are difficult to find in themselves. And then, because our boobs are so heavy, the bra straps and bands cut into our skin, leaving undesirable and unsexy lines and marks. We have to buy bigger shirts that have more acreage for our ta-tas. And if we want to look cute, all the cute shirts are low-cut. So yes, cleavage is an almost constant companion. We ladies accept this.

Men loves titties. We ladies have accepted this as well. When they’re babies, they drink from them, when they hit puberty, they’re curious about them, and when they start getting it in, they want to do any number of things, sucking, biting, motorboating- to name a few. So it is completely understandable that if your average guy comes across a girl with size D ta-tas that he’s going to look.

HOWEVER.

JUST BECAUSE I HAVE SIZE D TITS AND I WEAR A SLEEVELESS SHIRT WHILE DOING MANUAL LABOR BECAUSE I GET HOT DOES NOT MAKE IT OKAY FOR YOU TO COME UP TO ME WITH A ‘BABY BOTTLES’ SIGN AND PUT IT ACROSS MY CHEST.

Forget the sexual harassment claim I’d have since I was at work when this happened. The guy was like 50! FIFTY! Would he like some creepo doing that to his twentysomething daughter?!

No.

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