Photo by DB, St Augustine, FL 1984
The college girl friend posing topless for my best friend. Similar feelings resurfaced years later when a girlfriend, who had refused my intimate advances for months, returned from a week long business trip with her first full Brazilian claiming it was for hygienic purposes.
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I see a top being held up just below the waterline covering the primetime view! Am I wrong?
That's how I figured out my wife was having an affair.
ultimate friend-zone
Smitty - You're either friends with DB or he's paying you.
Ben- I don't know what to say. Other than this was my attempt to concentrate an emotion in a sentence. You surpassed me with fewer words. I'm sorry.
no hype- We're all still friends. I hope.
She's got the Dorthy Hamil do going on. Sign of the times.
Ha! That sound you hear is my veracity going through the window. But hey, I still think I got a pretty good shot. No question, though: your stunning girlfriend made it easy.
-DB
Wow. She looks FIERCE. Top or no top, I think I would have walked away. But then, unlike me, you wound up in Airborne...
ML
Tintin, sorry. Didn't mean for it to be a downer. 2 years out and it means less and less. We're a cold, hard men after all.
But thanks for your sentiments.
Keep up the good writing.
Dude, someday I'll tell you a funny story about that pool... (I guess it's safe to go in now however).
Another lovely clavicle. Happy Easter, Tintin.
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