abchandler
Senior Member
- Location
- Worcs, UK
Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small.
Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion.
"If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of
toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds.
"Willing to try almost anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand
in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.
"How long will this take?" I asked. "They will grow larger over a period of years," my husband replies. I stopped.
"Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my
breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?"
Without missing a beat he says "Worked for your butt, didn't it?"
Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion.
"If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of
toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds.
"Willing to try almost anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand
in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.
"How long will this take?" I asked. "They will grow larger over a period of years," my husband replies. I stopped.
"Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my
breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?"
Without missing a beat he says "Worked for your butt, didn't it?"