Breasts
So, I noticed a few months ago that I have never caught a man checking me out. For most of my life I had chalked this up to the fact that I didn't think I was very attractive. But, logic dictates that if I have a boyfriend who finds me attractive, there must be other men as well. It took me awhile to put this all together. So, I asked my boyfriend about it and he said that guys most certainly must check me out and it is just off my radar. So, lately I have been trying to be more conscious of it because I am curious to see if it happens or not. I have 2 recent stories along those lines.
The first is not very interesting, one of my high school students was clearly staring at my breasts while he was answering a question in class a few weeks ago - vaguely amusing and funny.
This evening, though, I embarrased myself. I was on campus doing promotion for the college radio station that I work at while all of the new freshman were milling around, waiting to go to a pep rally. Me and some other DJs were playing music, handing out free stuff, and generally fooling around. I had a small station sticker on my shirt. The shirt is a tank-top with a plunging v-neckline. It is flattering on me and doesn't exactly make short shrift of my boobs. Well, I was walking around the crowd of 18-year-olds fresh on campus asking people what their favorite radio station is. Most either said I don't know or my station's call letters. A few glanced at the sticker before they said the name. One particular young man looked at me, looked at the sticker, looked back up at me and then stared long and hard at the sticker before saying the call letters. He never stopped looking at that sticker. It suddenly occured to me that I had been walking around for a half hour encouraging young men to look at my breasts. How embarassing! I walked back over to the DJ booth in shame while my co-workers (all gentlemen) encouraged me to keep working my assets for the station.
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