Tonight I went to a friend's house. It was basically a girls' night. We listened to the Beastie Boys, sipped some beers, and watched an old Red Hot Chili Peppers concert (Pink Pop, 1990). John Frusciante's such a babe. We all gushed over how hot John and Anthony both are. We sipped some beer. We talked girl things.
I ended up sitting with a very pretty girl I'd met once before. There were some things strewn across the couch, so we sat close to each other. I asked, "Are we sitting uncomfortably close to each other?"
"No," she said. "Let's snuggle."
So we did.
We played with the cats. We ate veggies and hummus. We all compared panties. I showed my friends my new breasts. By the end of the night, my new friend and I felt each other's breasts. We exchanged phone numbers, as well as hugs and kisses.
I love being a girl so, so much.
Awww~ Reading this made me smile so much. I'm so happy for you!
Aww what a cute story!! :icon_chick:
Thanks for sharing, that made me smile :)
awwww.... :)
I've found women's groups very supportive too. I was a steward on the "Reclaim The Night" march this year. ("Take Back The Night" in some places.) That's very much a women only event, and the main concern of the other stewards was that I had put myself on rear-guard because that's where I thought there would be the most danger of attack. It actually went very well, with no physical attacks.