Boobs... we all got'em ... help save 'em part duex

Warning: This story is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for those under the age of 18.
Breasts, boobs, bosoms, racks, tits, chests
Perfectly symmetrical
Perky and full

Loved being touched
Teased
By hand or tongue

Healthy
Cancer free
Nothing to worry about

But what about
Those who aren’t
As fortunate as me

The Komen Foundation
Kicks Ass
They are there to help all

It’s scary to go through
I do what I can to help
Please help save a boob




http://www.komendonations.org/site/TR?team_id=42086&pg=team&fr_id=1040&et=du5GccGgFitqm6beOxrcAA..&s_tafId=5150

catching up...

Ok, like I have said, I have been busy... most of that has been two trips to Nashville within about a month and half's time. Over labor day weekend Me and Nat went down to Nashville for a bridal shower and PARTY... as you can see here (above) is the gang that partied... I am sad to say though that one of the party goers spent a good portion of that night with their head in the trash can puking, puking and more puking... I was actually perplexed at how much this chic was puking...

The picture to the right and above is the food from the bridal shower... it was yummy... Crissy did a great job with all of that...

Here is Melissa and I... Getting ready to go out and have a good time... Below is me, Nat and Stephanie (love that vail) out and about in Nashville...In case you didn't get it -- she is the bride...

So our second trip to Nashville was for the wedding... Nat and I all dressed up for the wedding...
Here is the cookie table ... Now you might ask WHY I have a picture of the cookie table here... Well, It's simple... Nat made all them cookies... and they were damn good too...

And we did get into Nashville one day before we came home from the wedding to do a little sight seeing and shopping... Listened to some bands perform -- and all that...

And of course, we saw the king... he even posed with Nat for this picture... How cool... hehe

And here (below) is Nat and I on the final flight home (probably somewhere over Indiana) all sorts of tired and looking like it too... Oh well, we had fun... so who cares what we look like at 30,000 feet...