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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 23:28 (UTC)
You know... if she's wearing a V-neck and no shirt, and she's got the big bazoombas, you might as well look cause she's not working too hard to hide 'em. Apologies to Ms. DD down there, but c'mon. If you've had them all your life, you know how to minimize the "glare," so to speak.

Hell, I would have looked...