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!

Quote from: MugwortPsychonaut on March 15, 2014, 03:27:15 AM
I love being a girl so, so much.

this!

Aww what a cute story!! 

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.