After reading this thread, I realized what a freak I am. I’m pretty much straight, but I don’t dig breasts. At all. In any context. I would go so far as to say that they totally turn me off. I knew this stacked girl my freshman year of college who always wore very low cut shirts, and I would get disgusted by looking at her sometime. I can stand my own breasts, but I see them as just a body part–nothing arousing or special about them.
There’s a lot of argument amongst biologists about the “altruistic gene”, generally expressed by a non-breeding member of a species who could breed, but doesn’, thereby keeping the population low enough to stop total atarvation etc decimating the population. They believe it exists, but don’t see how it could be passed on…
However, that isn’t necessarily relevant here, with the advent of invitro techniques etc.
In theory, such “gene” can exsist as spontaneous mutation, although I can’t see how it can “anticipate” starvation. There is no widespread starvation now, but plenty of homosexuals. And the whole thing is highly speculative: many don’t even tkink that homosexuality is congenital, less so genetic.
Thank you, Andygirl! They are OK, kinda cute and adds to the overall experience of femaleness, which is a characteristic I really like in a person :), but I’m not nuts about them and I hate being stereotyped (“we all know that THIS is what you like”) in that manner. Now, pelvic architecture…mmm!! That flare downwards from the tummy and curve back inwards at the upper thighs, the clever V crotch, the angle of the smooth curve from there upwards to belt, glimpses of belly button, …oh yummy!!