Imagine passing Milena, Keisha and a 32G superstar of the future on the street in under a few hours.No fewer than 3 major sightings today on or near South Street in Philly (our version of the Haight, Melrose, Greenwich. Village, S. Beach, etc.) Minding the store for a friend on a side street between the strip and a parking area for the strip provides a constant parade of scantily clad women during the spring and summer. Suddenly I spot an unbelivable quivering white blob in my peripheral vision preceding a petite cute blonde in her late teens *those couldnt possibly be her breasts !!!* Store's empty I dart out onto the sidewalk for a backshot, she's turned the corner already but a local Stallone-alike confirms what I thought I saw "Did you see that girl?" Needless to say I camped out on the stoop for the next hour awaiting a return to the car (spots are metered there). Sure enough an hour later the blonde with her brunette buddy comes quivering, quaking and shimmying in my direction. The brunette was an easy 34 DD and was completely dwarfed by her
offensively big boobed friend. She was classic south Philly save for the blonde hair and natural 32G + rack. Perfect spheres, she stuffed them into a bra about two sizes too small (a too small F-cup think aboot that!) as the cleavage area rose like a speed bump under the cotton tank. They had to be real telling from the motion and that she seemed too young to afford implants that humongous. Italian 18-19 barely 5-1, 110 pounds (4 pound each tit). Big hair, over stuffed white tank top, hot pink short shorts that gave a teasing hint of the bottom of her butt cheecks as she passed, pink flip flops with hot pink flowers. Those no-nonsense JUGS were staggering in and of themselves, the whole package was nerve-shattering. I got a good idea what alternate universe-Soleil Moon Frye would be dealing with. Sighting of the summer, 2 hours later, I'm working at my real job when I go on break when I spot an even bigger pair of blockusters coming my way in a tight pink tee shirt. This time the owner was a Milena Velba-esque black BBW about 165-170 lbs., well she had to be big actually, to support the massive volleyball shaped-sized (40 I-J) mammaries packed into her army corps of engineers bra, were she even 10 lbs lighter she'd have trouble walking. I was forced to double back as she was too much to take in in one pass.Lastly I'm sweeping up after work. The strorefront is a big glass window and I get a clear view of foot traffic down the street. This time an even larger black woman with even proportionally larger breasts. Her bustline was in league with Keisha (Evan)s' she paused and did a little window shopping, as did I from inside. I gave her a big smile to show my appreciation. She responded in kind.(It may be the same chick from a few weeks back). Another cardinal day in breastwatching. Suddenly my fan fair trip seems redundant
P.S: I do have a Motorola V3 Razr (Black!) camera-phone but cant activate it until my no frills Nokia contract expires...............fuck.