Seeking Small Breasted, Big Brained Woman
The fates were kind to you: Rather than burden you with huge weights on your chest and a brain of inverse proportion, you were lucky, and remember you always have those nice pointed nipples and large areolas that I like, and you don’t shave ‘there’, you’re au’ natural and only trim for your bathing suit.
You’ve got these really cute, pert small breasts that don’t sag or sway in the breeze, just enough for a handsome guy to come up behind you and keep warm by cupping them in his hands. You can wear a brassiere, or not – it’s your choice.
And as for the brain, well, the fates got it right: it’s gigantic. You get all the subtle references in a good joke, you read the NY Times on Sunday and the New Yorker or Economist the rest of the week. You know that intelligence is the ultimate aphrodisiac, that brain size is the only size that really matters.
You’re slim and sleek and slender, charismatic, stylish, and cool. You love good food and lead a healthy lifestyle. You got a metabolism that hummingbirds would envy. You’re kind and cute, love to kiss, and children and dogs love you. You have a great eye. You couldn’t live with a man who didn’t LOVE to go down on you.
Me? Well, you know how to form the interrogative, and I know how to form the declarative.
41 and up. Please send a photo and I will send one in return as well.
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