20 December, 2007

Holiday Package

...Some balls are held for charity/and some for fancy dress/but when they're held for pleasure/they're the balls that I like best....

Recently, a friend invited.... encouraged..... actually, he INSISTED that I check out the work his surgeon did. "They feel so real," he gushed.

"No, really, they do," his pal confirmed.

And then he grabbed my hand so that I could touch and admire the realistic nature of the silicone implants.

Oh, totally. No one would ever know.

I didn't have the heart to mention that I've not done enough clothed groping to tell the difference between biology and trouser seams without extensive manipulation.

Now, if he'd offered to show them.....

(Big Balls; AC/DC)

11 December, 2007

Overcast Blues

...rain drops will hide my teardrops and no one will ever know/ That I'm crying....

It being a fairly well-accepted notion that feeling better mentally leads to feeing better physically, I put on red lace underwear this morning.

And still feel lousy.

So out comes the low-cut sparkly sweater as reinforcement.

Sadly, it's chilly enough that my nipples are indistinguishable from my goosebumps.

(I Wish It Would Rain; The Temptations)