sharlie
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Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small.
Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion. "If you want your breast to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between your breasts for a few seconds.
Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts. "How long will this take?" I asked.
"They will grow larger over a period of years," my husband replies.
I stopped. "Do you really think rubbing a piece of toiletpaper between my breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?
Without missing a beat he says, "Worked for your ass, didn't it?"
He's still alive and with a great deal of therapy, may even walk again.
Stupid, stupid man.
~sharlie~
Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion. "If you want your breast to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between your breasts for a few seconds.
Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts. "How long will this take?" I asked.
"They will grow larger over a period of years," my husband replies.
I stopped. "Do you really think rubbing a piece of toiletpaper between my breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?
Without missing a beat he says, "Worked for your ass, didn't it?"
He's still alive and with a great deal of therapy, may even walk again.
Stupid, stupid man.
~sharlie~