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So, now I may have attracted the interest of this girl (maybe? i never could tell one way or the other until it was way obvious. even then sometimes not. well, not even then really.) who I developed a crush on three years ago when we had a class together, which deepened when I actually met her about a year ago. She's very smart, very attractive, and so forth. Now, though, without anything whatsoever having happened beyond an acute increase in hanging out, I keep noticing that I'm thinking about irrelevancies like whether or not she's "right for me," or worrying about her breasts. I guess that requires some explanation...
When she hit puberty one breast became way bigger than the other one, or maybe one didn't develop at all. I dunno. Anyway, when she was old enough (16, 18?) she had implants, which I'm generally against, but this was corrective surgery. I'd have a fake ear put on or whatever if one didn't develop. So, can women with implants feel anything? Does she have one real one and one fake one (seems unlikely)? Even if they can't feel anything, I assume women enjoy the boobies getting attention, but would this be true for someone who didn't practically have a choice?
See? Who cares? I'm sure I'd find out eventually. The point is: I'm falling prey to Groucho Marx Syndrome. I wouldn't want to be a part of any club that would have me as a member. At least, maybe I am. Why do start to lose interest when something becomes attainable?
When she hit puberty one breast became way bigger than the other one, or maybe one didn't develop at all. I dunno. Anyway, when she was old enough (16, 18?) she had implants, which I'm generally against, but this was corrective surgery. I'd have a fake ear put on or whatever if one didn't develop. So, can women with implants feel anything? Does she have one real one and one fake one (seems unlikely)? Even if they can't feel anything, I assume women enjoy the boobies getting attention, but would this be true for someone who didn't practically have a choice?
See? Who cares? I'm sure I'd find out eventually. The point is: I'm falling prey to Groucho Marx Syndrome. I wouldn't want to be a part of any club that would have me as a member. At least, maybe I am. Why do start to lose interest when something becomes attainable?