boobies!

I was riding on the bus with my friend Kevin. Kevin is one of my best friends. He's my gay boyfriend. He's not one of those overly afeminate gay boys and he's not super leather-like butchy. He's just your average gay boy. Cute, funny, into spending lots of money and drinking to the brink of death with me. He's nearly gave me alcohol poisoning on new years eve. Anyhow back to the bus ride. We were just sitting there talking and then it gets kind of quiet. I look over at him and he's just staring at my boobs! I kind of give him this sideways - what are you doing? - kind of look. He smiles but keeps staring and then he pokes one.
"What?!" I snapped, and he kind of laughed
"Your boobs don't bounce, they just sort of jiggle a little."
"Why are you looking at my boobs?"
"I don't know, they're kinda cute."
I took a long breath knowing this wasn't going to just go away and said, " I thought you thought girl stuff was gross, disgusting, what else have you said.. oh yeah fucking nasty! What's changed now?"
"boobs are okay. Yours are cute and perky and"
I cut him off, well he continued to talk but I stopped listening I was turning all sorts of bright red. "shut up. Your going to give me a complex. shut up."
And that's when he did it. He fucking reached out and grabbed them on the bus. Right there. I just sort of froze. He was laughing. I was dying. People were staring.
"so what size bra do you wear?"
"size small, why?"
"really, what size?"
"34C"
"that isn't small"
"it's small on a ginormous girl like me"
"yeah you are a bit on the tall side."
"ya think?"


From that point on everything went back to normal. I hate when gay boys get all curious about girls. EW.