 
Balletlover - Balletmania
written by Dep on 21.01. at 04:33:32 - as answer to: dirty laundry by poochini at >>>Chee Wee, Pooch! That story DEFINES hot...The closest I've ever come to that kind of experience was, way back when I first moved to LA, I used to wear running tights (and no underwear) around my apartment. Once in a while, I'd go out for groceries or something and not bother to put pants on over them. I got the usual disapproving stares, and the odd nasty comment. One time I saw these two pretty black women coming toward me on the street, and I braced myself for the laugh I figured they'd give me (they seemed a little "Ricki Lake", if you know what I mean), but they didn't. They were both wearing short tight skirts (though I don't think that they were "working,") so I did the usual, which was turn and check out the rear elevation as they passed. I was surprised to see THEM stopped and looking over the tops of their sunglasses at me. They looked up, we smiled at each other, and they nodded their heads appprovingly. Women like that RULE. But then, you know that!-Depon Answers to this message: |
