Nope. Meaning I can’t IM you because you don’t have your SN listed, and any thread I start by which I can talk to you anyone else would be able to see. Also, your email isn’t listed, so I can’t go email you and tell you to get an AIM acct so I can talk to you.
But you not being single does make me less inclined . . . you got my hopes up, only to dash them away with the dreaded B-word.
Well, I think we’ve taken care of that now, huh?
Whenever you want to talk, OESGal, just let me know, okay? I’ll be waiting, silently.
Just to make a comment:
Just because some of us have large chests doesn’t mean we’re all that happy with them either. I would KILL to have a smaller chest. To not have them sag ALREADY, and I’m 24. To be in pain from the bra.
So in other words…being large chested ain’t all it’s cracked up to be. sigh However, I do live in DC, Montfort. 
DC stands for what? D-Chest?
:: apologizes ::
LOL…it can’t, Southern…I have a bigger chest than that. sigh
Sorry… I normally stutter around large mammaries.
DuhDuhD-Chest ??
:: wondering how I got myself into this ::
Close enough. hugs Sorry hon.
Psst, look at the OP, this thread isn’t for you (no offense, of course).
Ahem, IBT-ladies, it’s all yours.
I know that, Montfort…I was commenting that we larger ladies don’t have it ewasy either. Never mind.
Yes, Falcon, I, uhh, feel your pain. Feel free to start your own thread. I’ll be sure to offer my empathy and support.
This is something we’re working on, hon 
Something that will get better with time.
i just wanted to let all of you complaining about being smaller, that im a 36 c and hate it, it wouldnt be so bad because guys like it, except im rather short and i dont think it looks good, i would give anything to be a b again, sigh
I can’t improve on this. Right on brother! A big DITTO for me too!
Ladies, remember that pretty much all guys are dogs. Like Harry said in When Harry Met Sally we pretty much want to have sex with all of you. I guarantee 99% of all guys (heterosexual) won’t let your breast size stop them if they think they have a chance you’ll even talk to them much less have sex with them. In fact…they won’t think twice about it. Guys may speak of preferences but that’s all they are and they go out the window right quick when it gets down to it.
If you don’t like your breasts because they’re causing you back pain or bras in your size pinch that’s another issue but don’t hate them cuz you think guys prefer something else besides what nature gave you.
One more guy’s opinion:
Boobs, schmoobs! Legs and ass, that’s what it’s about. I don’t dislike small breasts, I don’t dislike big breasts, I don’t dislike breasts. But it’s the legs I’m trying to look at.
BTW, ladies, about that head-turning reflex we all share when a big pair of babyballs rolls into the room; if men went back to wearing codpieces, like they did in the 18th century, and some guy entered the room with a really enormous one, don’t you think you would find yourself “glancing over that way”? Does that mean you are fixated on men’s endowments?
Jeff, please do not try to speak for all men and boys here. We aren’t all interested in you solely for your physical attributes. We aren’t all dogs. I have friends with whom I have no interest in having sex because they are just that: friends
However, Jeff is right: with some of us, if we think you will talk back we’ll talk to you. Regardless of how you look.
He’s also right in that if you don’t meet, for example, my physical preferences, that doesn’t mean I won’t talk to you. If someone isn’t going to even bother talking to you because of how you look, what makes you even want to know them?
That doesn’t mean, by the way, that I’ll have sex with anyone based on how they look or don’t look.
I’ll second that.
mmm…bite-size…
::running for cover::
One more thing I meant to repeat from other conversations…
Some of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen or met were IBTC. This one girl in college - she had a face to die for. She was tiny - short, skinny. She was the ultimate in flat-chested. And she was the most gorgeous girl. I sat and talked to her over dinner once.
(And for the life of me I can’t remember what happened, why that never went anywhere. Must of had something to do with a boyfriend - only reason I can figure out. sigh)
Really? Why do you mention it in every e-mail you send me?
::ducking and running::
Shakespeare, as prescient as he was in so many ways (felching?), had this to say about lack of bodaciousness:
“a little More than a little
is by much too much.”
–King Henry IV, Part 1, Act 3, Scene ii
I was wondering how ChrisP One Kenobe managed not to make an appearance in this flirting hijack…
Only because you keep asking about it, sweetie.
Shall I begin inquiring about Mr. Snake next e-mail? 