I know my husband is attracted to my body no matter how small or large my breasts happen to be. H has never made any comment about my size.
Growing up, everyone always called me "Little Mite". During adolecence, I was "Michael" (a neighborhood smart*ss decided it would be funny to call me the male equivalent of Michelle and it stuck). During my singlehood, I was roommates with a trio of sisters, all well endowed. My nickname was "Buttons". All of my nicknames have had something to do with my body/breast size. It's enough to make a girl think that others find such measurements important!
I don't mind the sun sometime
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and Sugar
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through someone elses eyes
BHS-"Pepper"
