Yes, the post labor day traffic hasn't been so bad. Thinking back, some of my favorite sightings occured during indian summers, especially in college when some explosively stacked freshmen arrived on campus.
Jump forward to half an hour ago. I'm assisting/drooling over my blonde waitress friend (a colleague of my black friend with the baloon butt who's considering implants). This one is on the other side of the procedure, a perfect 10 reflection of your white American Playboy ideal. A 5-10, 34D-24-36 tanned blonde.-Whoa, just got sidetracked by an Fcup bouncing into LAne Bryant!- Anyway she was busting out of a tan tanktop, her tatooed boobs looking farm fresh.
I tore my eyes offa her just long enough to see my Pakistani pal's F-cups enter the store (usually a good 5 seconds before the rest of her, she was completelyu dolled up in a silky pink peasnt top stretched to about 1000 ppi's of pressure, lord! She waves, I wave back. She passes by us and the blonde is amazed by her ethnic Shae Marks (circa Return to Savage Beach) curves.
Blonde then goes into that brief heterosexual praise that women share for each other, y'know, "I wish she'd turn around, she's so pretty, wow", always a turn on. And I'm put in the position of having to agree with her while praising her at the same time. Long story short, I've nevber been so confused since my Labor day sighting. I forgot to mention, while checking out those slim FF-cup monster mams an equally slim DD teen came bouncing by in a tanktop with her mother.
WIll I start having to turn my attention like poker hands with a F-cup pair beating a DD-pair? Was Andora a Royal Flush? Help!