Fantastic Breasts and Where to Find Them
Till the nineteenth year of my life, my conscious history with female breasts had no chapters to tell. If life were a sum total of fantasy and reality, this would consist entirely of the former, entirely of vicarious pleasures associated with fantasies, with women real and fictitious, in stories realistic and dramatic. If memory served me right, I don’t remember sighting a pair of breasts from close quarters ever, forget doing something to them. Until that night. Until that cool summer night...
First Time