It’s been an interesting week at work.
At one point, I saw a guy reducing a tattoo pattern to fit his girlfriend. When he thought he had it, he turned to her (a rather cute brunette in a tanktop), held up the copy, and told her “pull up your shirt.” She promptly lifted it over her (rather lacy) black bra while he held it up. I felt like I should avert my eyes, but it was a rather pleasant sight.
A few days later, a (female) colleague received a “grab bag” of graft from the local Chamber of Commerce. She offered me a necklace with little green heart-shaped beads, but with the condition that I NOT pull up my shirt.
Oh, well. At least now I’m equipped for the next time I see that guy and his girlfriend…
J.
– Jay dude … Think the necklace will go with your French Maid ensemble —- Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk
Shouldn’t that be “Temptress in a B-Cup?”
Just looking at the recent postings, you really seem to have a breast problem. Did you mother wean you too early?
He doesn’t have a breast problem.
Girl pulls up shirt, exposes breasts, he looks — NO PROBLEM!