[Craig_Mercer]

Akin to Moses coming face to face with God.

Four years ago last Sunday I came face to bust with a true Goddess.

Not a feature dancer inflated by technology to suit our desires. Not a prodigy blessed by nature and a extrovertive desire to show off.

But a tall, slender beauty blessed with a natural bosom that stretched the limits of her brassiere and top and exploded the limits of my imagination and changed my life forever.

Not gracing the silver screen or small screen. Not wrapped around a pole in some dive. Not bouncing through a music video. Not popping up in a window on my iMac in jpg, or mpg. Not occupying room on a hard drive. Not filling out a paragraph in this or any other forum.

But a calm, lovely Francofemme with breasts the literal size of watermelons. Keeping to herself sightseeing, shopping and bopping along to her walkman. Occupying my whole world in living colour and 3 dimensions with a bosom so expamsive, disproportionate and most importantly gravity-defying it threatened to explode into a 4th dimension.

I woman of such awe-inspiring pulchritude it transformed me instantly from an extremely bashful and mildmannered American student abroad into a teary-eyed, awe-struck street lothario who would do anything for a moment of her time. I've never approached another woman so shamelessly since that fateful day 4 years ago.

No, I havent been the same since. I havent left the house without a camera in four years for I blew the opportunity one day 4 years ago in the Bastille district of paris France.
Since i didnt have the camera then I was compelled in a 6-8 hour bout of insanity immediately following the sighting to make some record of it.

Now, for the first time anywhere an authentic  transcript of my journal entry recorded immediately after the sighting with the worlds bustiest street vision stil within a 5 mile radius.

[Craig_Mercer]

[I posted the original journal entry about 4
hours ago, apparently it didn't come through here goes].

D E V A S T A T I O N or (The one that got away)

July 29, 1997-Paris

Approximately 15-20 minutes ago, I saw the dream girl to end all dream girls. I'm doing my laundry around the corner waiting for the spin cycle to end. Standing in the doorway looking acros the street. SHE exits the church across the street she's obviously sightseeing. I take off in pursuit lightheaded & dizzy on a mission. I cross the street (Rue de Rivoli) only to see her crossing [to my side]. Once we cross she stops to look at shoes. I try to catch her eye. I pass her once on the sidewalk [at this point I remember catching a glance over her shoulder it was impossible for her to see the lower half of her body ribcage to feet without a mirror] Her breasts are enormous an easy 44-46 inches around, an easy EE-F+ cup, I'd put her at a 44F to be stingy, once she leaves the shoe store she rounds the corner. I'm on the opposite side of the street sizing her up. Brown hair [done up in] a clip, walkman, roughly 5'-11" 6 feet without the stacks [high heeled clogs which enhanced her posture, pushing her boobs a good 8 inches from her ribs] which pur her at 6'-1". She's wearing black(?) shoes, black (?) pants and a green, blue and yellow swirled floral print blouse of Lycra (?), stretched to seam bursting proportion.
Devastating!
I cant help but hollar. I toss away my self consciousness with a feeble "excuse moi" & "parlez Anglais?" She's beautiful with her walkman still on she gives a polite smile as if her casaba melons received the same response a thousand times a day and politely ignored me. [In retrospect, the walkman was a masterstroke on her part allowing her to avoid the non-stop propositions she must have suffered on a daily basis. In the states she would have literally stopped all traffic pedestrian and auto]. she continued down the street out of sight and out of my life. I return dejected to the laudramat and in time to start drying. I gues it beez like that sometimes.

[Dejected, yes but inside I was reflecting on the wonder of God's creation and that a woman of such incredible proportions could exist in real life. I often see myself as an old man returning to Rue de Rivoli to spend whats left of my life living on the street to relive that 3 minutes in 1997. she's out there folks. To cheer myself up sometimes I reflect on the fact that were enjoying the same sunlight and moonlight in spite of being so separated on planet earth. The above diary entry includes a rough sketch of the vision. I also returned to the scene of the sighting with camera to capture it for proterity expect scans of both in the future.]

I've seen breasts you people wouldn't believe. Shit, I saw breasts Istill don't believe. Consider this the Bigfoot/Loch Ness Monster/ Jersey Devil of huge tit sightings. I dubbed her Bombalulu.

[southy]

Excellent,as ever.
Its got me thinking,whats my best sighting ever.
I'll get back to you on that one.

[sheber]

I'd have to say that this would have to one of mine...

[ August 03, 2001: Message edited by: sheber ]

[Craig_Mercer]

Sheber, I'm not a member, believe it or not, what is at the other side of this link?

[southy]

Sheber,not bad.

I'm still working on my best ever sighting.