dongalong said:
It seems that boobie-vision works like some kind of natural male instinct, forcing me to stare even though I know that it isn't polite! :015: :boobies2:
Don't you hate that!?
I swear, it's like... I know I'm not supposed to look, and I know how much trouble it'll be if I get caught... but even as I'm telling these things to myself, I keep right on looking.
I remember maybe a month back, I got in the back seat of a car with 3 other people - I got the window seat next to this girl a little younger than I with a friggin huge chest. Like 36D I'd say, and on her small frame they just looked so perfect and round and beautiful and God! I just could not not look at them - and I was practically sitting on top of her! Still to this day I don't know how I didn't get caught... or at the very least told to stop (really don't see how she couldn't have noticed :biggrin1: ). But the whole time I just remember half of my brain telling the eyes not to look and the other half of the my brain trying to come up with excuses
to look. Such as, 'hey, I wonder what those trees over there look like?' so that I could look across the car and thus glance at the chest. And then I'd look and say to myself, 'okay, good, you got your look, now stop...' and after only like 15 seconds it'd be like I totally forgot what they looked like so I had to look again
.
Breasts turn some of us guys into total animals I guess, but when I think about it... I wouldn't have it any other way, heh.