"Grab a handful of that, now damn you!"
"I wasn't trying to make things difficult for you," she said, turning on the blender.
"I know," he replied, feeling his eyes inevitably dropping back to her impressive cleavage.
"I wish I didn't have these damn things," she said, looking down at her breasts.
"Blasphemy!"
"Huh? Why?" Mike asked, truly surprised.
"Well, I just wish that someone who would get some actual use out of them had gotten them. I..." she trailed off. "Danni or Emma would be much better suited for these. They just seem wasted on me."
Mike was quiet, not really knowing what to say. He didn't agree of course.
"Boobs are good."
'Thank you, Captain Obvious,' Mike thought.
"I just don't really know how to go about, talking I guess. I mean, the few guys that do talk to me ar
