posted by sooyup
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Daily trivia
There’s nothing to compare with a handful of tit. And let’s face it, anything more than a handful is wasted. Many moons ago, a colleague insisted that I get to grips with her Space-hopper boobs. (I leave you to guess just how much persuasion it took.) The wine may have played havoc with my little grey cells, but to be honest, I hardly knew what to do with them. Faced with the same situation today - in my dreams, according to Emma - I would be no wiser. Would it seem impolite to grab one with both hands, like a basket-ball player about to shoot? That was certainly the temptation, as I recall. I took the one-handed option, weighing each breast like a bowls-player (ten-pin, obviously, not crown-green). I also seem to remember pushing them apart and burying my head between them - a classic cliché of the Benny Hill school of comedy. BG herself was amused by my lack of experience, but at least she had proved they were real and was obviously of the opinion that bigger is better - which made it a relief for me that we went no further. But as far as I am concerned, a handful of tit is ample.