I make no representations about the following. It is what it is. No more. No less. I don’t know when this is from, but circumstantial evidence suggests ~ 2018.
Portraits, unsurprising.
Not the usual.
Pam says she has better boobs.
Maybe she does, maybe she doesn’t. They’re definitely bigger, which, to be sure, for many = better. They are very present. Her top is… strappy… across the boobs.
We have a discussion about bartenders sleeping with patrons.
I admire her pretty face, her dark brown eyes, her tiny mouth, lips without makeup that would fit oh so well around my cock.
A thought I hadn’t had. Not for any good reason. She’s not my type. But no one is. The Amazon wasn’t. Tamora wasn’t. Even V wasn’t. Exactly.
I’m not a stickler. I have a physical type, but what really drives things for me is attitude.