I was working last Saturday at the University of Chicago Law School Library on a brief when I left to get a cup of coffee. While driving north on Ellis Avenue at the Midway, I spotted an amazing pair of lungs headed my way. Actually, I had caught sight of them a block before; even though my uncorrected eyesight is 20/40, I knew even from that distance that a real big pair was coming up! The girl was walking south; she was black, and clearly a University of Chicago student (she was carrying a bag from the U of C bookstore and was wearing a backback). She was slim and quite cute, with a very attractive face and succulent lips -- she was slim, that is, except up top where it counts. She had long flowing hair and was wearing tight jeans and a blue, ribbed, moderately heavy sweater. Her huge tits just exploded out of the sweater -- she had to be a F-cup at least. She was walking with a fellow student, a white, nerdy looking fellow. Clearly, he was demonstrating better taste than she!
When I got to 59th Street where I intended to turn east, I found the street blocked. Accordingly, I made a U-turn and headed back south. I soon came up behind the couple. The girl's butt was really tight and curvy. I could tell she was a beauty all around. She and her companion were waiting at the light when I turned east on 60th Street, so I got another good look at her huge jugs. They were definitely hanging down to her navel; yet they were so full as to cover nearly her entire chest. I upped my estimate to a G-cup. What a beauty!
As I continued down 59th Street toward Stony Island, I noticed that a festival of some sort was being held in the wide expanse of the Midway Plaisance. As I approached the central point of the fair, I noticed a girl trying to get across the Midway in between crosswalks. A millionth of a second later I noticed that she too was extremely buxom. This girl was black as well. she was also cute; she was also wearing jeans and a sweater. This sweater was bright red and very, very tight. It was stretched across a massive pair of very round, melon-shaped tits. F's I would estimate. They were amazingly full and erect -- they sprang out of her chest like the prow of a ship. What a pair!
Well! I could not allow this girl to risk life, limbs, and her bosom trying to jaywalk her way across this busy boulevard. So I slammed on my brakes and motioned her across. I got a sweet smile for my efforts, and a great profile view of her chest. As she stepped onto the grassy expanse in the middle of the Midway I noticed that she too was very slim with a tight, well-shaped ass.
By this time my pulse was racing!
Both of these sightings took place within about three minutes! Years ago, I was working toward an M.A. in history at the University of Chicago. My friends and I used to sit in Jimmy's bar at 55th and Woodlawn and bemoan the fact that the coeds were so smart yet so uniformly butt-ugly. That assessment, I found out last Saturday, is no longer entirely true.
Richard O. Steele
P.S. In the past I have written about the buxom clientele at the Gale Street Inn at Gale and Milwaukee on Chicago's far Northwest side. Everytime there I spotted some amazingly buxom girl -- sometimes more than one! Last night, however, I took my mother there for dinner and - alas! - there was not a big set in the house. Oh, well. On the other hand, our family went to L Woods Restaurant -- a northwoodsy steak and rib joint on Lincoln Avenue just south of Touhy -- and noticed that both hostesses were not only buxom but clad in tops that were both tight and low cut. I suddenly realized that on my last visit to this restaurant in January I had marveled at how buxom the hostesses were. What's more, the hostesses were different women on each visit. It appears, therefore, that L Woods has made huge tits a job qualifier. Stop by for a look -- the food is great even if they happen to have a flat-chested hostess on duty!