November 9, 2010

From A to Z

Let's talk breasts for a minute. It goes by many names, from air bags to zeppelins. Back in college, my friends and I would label each other based off of which female body part we liked. Some were breast men, while other like myself were ass men. Therefore, it should come as no surprise that Jessie has quite a nice, round tush, but I digress. This is an entry about boobies!

Jessie is nearing the end of her 9th week of pregnancy. According to the pregnancy calendar, her breasts should look like they’ve had a bit of enhancement surgery. And so they do. She’s even had to go out and buy some new bras because her old ones are too small. And chances are, God willing, they’ll grow even more! Talk about mana from Heaven!

But of course, with everything that seems too good to be true, this one comes with a disclaimer: No touching! Not because she’s being selfish or anything, but because during this period of time, the breasts become sore and tender. This is due to the body producing higher levels of estrogen and progesterone, which prepare the breasts for nursing. (I bet you were so focused on the word 'breast,' that you didn't even know I just enriched your life with some knowledge!)

The fact is, Jessie has become quite protective of her breasts lately. She’s a lioness protecting her cubs from the predator. The claws have literally come out more than a few times. I've got the marks as proof. This means not getting within three feet of them and definitely no staring.

I'm befuddled by this last rule. If you got a new set of boobs, wouldn’t you want to show them off? Especially to your dear husband, who loves you very much? What’s the point of having a wife with big boobs if you can’t even look at them! It’s like buying a new car, but you can’t drive it or look at it. I want to take those knockers out for a test drive, dangit!

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