So still at Lou's Blues. I'll tell you, if you want to know if you pass, go there. Tne place is always packed, just a bit of a meat market but not over the top. But, being the place that it is, everyone checks out everyone so at one time or another there are a set of eyes on you. Amzaing what a smile, or at least my smile, will do. Lots of returned "sister" smiles, again.
One extra button on your blouse will do wonders as well. The next button for me on this while ruffle blouse is right in between. Do it up and it seems a bit high. Undo it and it, well lets just say if you were standing off my shoulder you would know that I wore a pink lace bra tonight. So most of the night I had it done up. Well three glasses of wine later it found it's way undone. So, I was in Lou's Blues at a table towards the back. There were two women, about my age I guess, sharing this oval table that was big enough for six. I was in the back, against the wall, facing the music. Well this older guy came in, 60's I'd guess, that knew at least one of these women. So he stood between the two of them and chatted for an hour at least with one of them. The other one ordered chicken wings and fries and ate them like she hadn't eaten since last saturday. So, there I was, minding own business, drinking my glass of wine, watered down with ice and you just know what happened, I don't think they can help it. He kept looking at me, smiling..into my eyes first and then his glance looked down to my chest. Mind you I'm only a "B" cup but he was at the perfect angle (accident?) to see my pink lace bra. This happened, oh I don't know, 10 times? Eventually the two of them went up to dance and when they returned to the table the woman looked at me, (she had had her back to me the way she had been sitting) first in my eyes and then to my blouse and sat down. She clearly wasn't happy. She said something to him and suddenly he was standing by the entrance, 30 feet away and listening to the music by himself. So, what to make of that? Draw your own conclusions, I did. I figure it must be some side effect of that evil hormone testosterone. Thank God mine is on the decline to be replaced with that lovely estrogen. :-)
Update: Feb 5 - So before people think I am just a slut trying to steal other woman's guys I must explain, First, I like girls....not guys. Now, about that button..... yes, I unbuttoned that button on purpose, on the way to Lou’s Blues but it’s not all that slaggy like you think. It just lets the ring on my necklace show. Lots of women wear tops that show a lot more of their breasts than I did last night. Remember my breasts are breastforms and I really don't want to show them off. Yes, that pink bra completley covers them but the little clevage I can show off are from my own breasts and on their own they are not even "A" cups. So, I got there first, well before those women. And the guy? He wasn’t with them. He showed up later, must have known her the way they acted but he was not “her man”. Did I know what he was thinking because I spent my whole life looking at women? Not really because when I look at women I’m a woman looking at them. I can only imagine what he was thinking….maybe it was, geesh…I wish I was a woman like her…..that’s what I used to think when I looked at women. Somehow that’s not what I figure he was thinking but who knows? :-)
So more toilets, Squid Lips and Lou's Blues....no worries.......so yes, I get it...I pass...so get on with it already. You don't need to keep making a fuss about it. I count my blessings that I'm only 5'8" and even though I'd love to lose 30 lbs, I am very proportionately distributed so everything sort of fits together nicely. It's also amazing what breasts will do to a little belly. :-)
Well that's enough for tonight......more adventures leading to the same place, Laura is for real.....the other dude just needs to go, period!
I am sincerely,
Laura Catherine
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