Boobs!
Between The Covers
by Torch
The band is playing and the crowd is mulling around, getting the first drink down. The fun is coming, but it is still that early awkward time when people aren’t ready to dance. Yeah, the clothes are nice, hair just right, and a dash of cologne in the air. The music is way too loud. This uncomfortable time, the beginning of the evening when expectations of fun and adventure are looming, all that seems to transpire are a few forced smiles, heads bopping to the beat, and yelling a few inaudible ridiculous reassurances between friends.
The crowd grows, and the first band is done, tear-down is in frenzied motion and drum sets exchange places. The crowd splits between the bar, the bathrooms, and the outside smoking area. Tension is eased with each new arrival to the venue; yes, you are all in the right place. A crazy guy grabs the mic and with a whoop thanks the first band and then introduces the headliner, “The Panty Sniffin’ Puppet Fuckers!” Primal howling is released from the darkness along with applause. The music rages, but the dance floor remains as empty as a Wazee alley on a Monday midnight, with only one or two vagrants.
What is the missing ingredient? Boobs! Celebration releases as the pack of mid-twenty-something scantily clad girls arrive. Bold with confidence, they take the twins for a spin on the dance floor! The herd of jiggling lovelies moves in front of the stage, staking out their territory for the night. The band now delighted at the mounds of muffins starts jamming with more enthusiasm. Suddenly the standoffish crowd becomes an involved audience, as the dance floor grows packed. Cheers to the springing-cleavage hop and the pendulum of big boobies verses big booty! Even the itty-bitty titties work their hardest to wiggle in tight t-shirts. Feet firmly planted in place due to dangerously high heels, a butt waggle and booby boogie is sufficient to dazzle. Yes, one or two pair may be store bought, but even that effort is appreciated all the same. It doesn’t make a difference where they came from when ta-tas are on display. Hoisted up and strapped down in colorful bits of bras, they peak out and invite you to take a look.
What makes everyone happy? Yes, boobies! Men want to play with them; even women want to play with them. Everyone wants to see them, they are wonderful in all sizes, and curiosity abounds when it comes to the topic of bouncing boobs! Wheee! Suddenly everyone is beautiful. The bar is making money as the boys guzzle for courage to get close to the boobs; girls shoot shots of foo-foo drinks to let them get close. Oh, the wonderful warm power of the boobies; the stories and adventures of the night begin.
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