It was the day of Ashlyn's last transfusion. I had to run into the gas station for a few things first thing that morning. And there she was. She had on a pink tank and pink shorts, with cute little white stripes down the sides.I couldn't help but notice her, because she was directly between me and the Mt Dew cooler. I saw her from the back at first. I realize I have put on a few pounds, but oh my GOD, the rear view looked like two pink Studebaker's fighting for the same parking spot. Did I mention these were those little high cut daisy duke shorts that would look trashy even on Barbie? They certainly did not look any better on a rear end that large.
But, heaven help us all, then she turned around..........................................................................................................................and then her boobs caught up with the rest of her. The neckline to this tank top was located somewhere down around her belly button. And even there, you were in absolutely no danger of seeing her nipples. Unless you looked below the waistband of her tank top. And she was working it. Did the woman NOT look in a mirror before she left the house? She primped and simpered and flirted with the man behind the counter. When I finally got a chance to pay for my stuff, he asked if there was anything else I needed.
I asked for a cup of clorox. He looked puzzled until I told him to just hurl it into my eyes...
I'm a little more careful about how I look when I leave the house now. And I am working out again too!
Do your boobs hang low, do they wobble to and fro
Can you tie them in a knot, can you tie them in a bow....
Have a great one y'all!
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