Quick question?

[dagas_isa]

Context: Very bad creative writing.

I remember one of my first meetings with my internet friend at the local mall and his dazzled expression as we moved from store to store flaunting a limitless budget and two symmetrical 34cs.

My question to all girls out there, am I the only person who, outside of buying a bra, does not think about my breasts in terms of their 'bra size', much less in such a casual context?

Over and out.

Comments

[sabinae-saga.livejournal.com]

O how I do NOT miss creative writing class... You brave, grammar smart soul *hugs*.

To answer your question, I only think about my bra size when I'm trying to remember what it is when I'm shopping for a bra once in a blue moon. Or on the rare ocassion it comes up in polite, bedroom conversation.

Now my question is: did a writer of the male persuasion write that or a female who does not realize that there are other wonderful euphemisms (beyond "humps" and "bumps") in the English language? I won't bother asking if he/she/it knows what a comma, a run-on sentence, sentence structure, or spell check are.

[sphekiko.livejournal.com]

The whole story reminds me of a guy who wants to get off on what he's writing but needs for it to be appropriate for class. There's gratituous (though vague) sex of both the heterosexual and lesbian kind, not to mention strippers, bdsm fantasy, and an older woman/younger man situation that would give freud a field day. All in four and a half pages.

I feel blessed.

[sabinae-saga.livejournal.com]

I have one word for you:

Jackpot.