How many times do I have to look at a perfectly spectacular set of boobs, nicely shaped, pert nipples, with the perfect softness and just the right heft in my hand, and hear "I wish they were bigger/smaller/fuller/perkier/whatever"? I swear, the next time I hear that from a girl with gorgeous breasts, I'm gonna tell her "one more word about how inadequate your boobs are, and I'm not gonna tip you anything."
Aww, who the hell am I kidding? I'm gonna keep right on playing and mouth meaningless platitudes about how they're just right just the way they are. She's not listening anyway.


Any boob nestling sweetly in the palm of my hand is a perfect boob. Should said item make its way to my mouth - even more perfect.