Cite, please? I mean, you know, for verification. *
[sub]* long as you’re over 18… you are, right? What, you’re not? Never mind. Really. Never mind! No, I didn’t say that ^^ No, you don’t know me. Walk away, forget I was here. …
It’s kinda ironic…you’re very happy you are a B cup, and my GF would also be very happy if she were a B, but for the opposite reason, she wants smaller boobs. A D cup (and DD for some bras) just doesn’t suit her.
I laugh because Mrs. Pessor fluctuates between a 34A to a 34B depending on the bra manufacturer, as well as her body’s natural ebb and flow. Consequently, she picks a bra to fit her “breast mood” that day. If she’s off a day, sometimes she’s busting out at the seams (a ‘B’ breast hugged into a cute Vic Secret ‘A’ brassiere or top). Sometimes it’s a loosly fitting athletic type cut bra with not-so-much support for not-so-much breasts (can still sneek a peek… it’s the same exciting peek). It’s all still a trip for me as I never thought so much into (the breasts) in the beginning.
Eight years later, the A=B vs. B=A equation is still very cool. Congrats on your “B”… you overachiever!
When we have a letter system that rates the hiney, can I be a judge?