The little things

Via Tumbling towards Ecstacy

The weight of my breasts in your hands.  Dammit if it ain’t the littlest things I miss the most.

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14 thoughts on “The little things

  1. daisyfae says:

    great photo, spectacular breastages, and a melancholy thought… aww…

    (and Mr. Beaverboosh better get himself over here!)

    • Dolce says:

      They *are* nice breastages aren’t hey? Sadly not mine. Although, I might plan a photo shoot. Hmmmm….?

      and look how you summoned the boosch – nice, Fae, nice!

  2. Damn, woman, those are great tatas. Do you knit? If you do, I know a bunch of people who would love to see your bewbs. Bewb squishes for you.

    • Dolce says:

      Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooschhhhhhhhhhhh!

      why have you missed those woman’s boobs?

      And I saw that little love note. I know Mr Noord was touched. Mr Noord is touched. But the silver lining on this interwebs tragedy is that he’s back on the blog. Which is nice.

  3. daisyfae says:

    as much as i’ve missed these two blogs, i would have been quite happy had the two of you disappeared from the blogosphere forever…

    so, does this mean that blogging is an activity only for the miserable? those of us who are incomplete, lonely, broken and mangled?

  4. nursemyra says:

    oh dolce… the weight of my breasts in Stephen’s hands….. how much I miss that… and thinking those hands don’t even exist any more except in memories

    • Dolce says:

      Oh Myra. I wish there was something to say that could sooth. But there isn’t. All I can do is offer to hold your hand over the ether.

  5. 25BAR says:

    find another pair of hands!

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