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Wednesday, October 5th, 2005 01:23 pm
What is a gent to do?

Went in for my first session of physcial therapy today, as I have decided I must finally get off my ass and get my knees working properly again. (Apparently, I need a new wheel alignment...)

In any case, I spend most of the session seated up on a table, doing leg exercises off the side, while the Physcial Therapist observes and moniters my knee joint. Sitting below me on the stool.

Did I mention that the physical therapist is female?
Did I mention that she was wearing a v-necked sweater with no shirt?
Did I mention that she seems to have breasts the size of my head?

Okay - not really. She has proportional breasts, inasmuch as they are very big proportions. And because I am a gluttonous pig, I like big portions, when available.

I should be better than this. Looking at Cleavage = Looking at the sun and such.

I know this is rude, right? You just don't stare down a lady's shirt, no matter how hot she is. I try to be good. I try to be strong. And yet, I cannot look away.

I am so weak... Send help PLS
Wednesday, October 5th, 2005 21:02 (UTC)
You poor, poor boy! You are in a predicament for which you will just not get any sympathy. So, you'll just have to learn to suffer through it. ;)