Might as well put my two....er...cents worth in.. Lets just put it this way, I'm a bit shy, or at least appear to be that way, but mine are the ripe melons, strawberry tipped, perky puppy type written of in cheezey romance novels.

Playboy Bunnys move over and cover themselves in shame when I walk into the room. I can't see my toes unless I hold my feet out and my husband has a nude photo of me chest up as background on his cell phone wearing a black leather jacket a v shaped sterling silver necklace that dips just right between and a grin.

No bags, sags, wrinkles, loops, droops, or tripping hazards. Yep, I'm blessed that way, and I did breast feed my girls. Just good genes, I guess.
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Aarikja Ann