My my my!

I found and DID this! in 2002!!!

I've never been what you'd call a morning person.

I'm the kind of person who wakes up so stunned by sleep I can't remember my own name. But now it's starting to become my favorite time of the day.

The difference? It's her.

Now I get to watch her slide out of the sheets into the new day. Her legs - they're always longest in the morning. I've never known anyone who could be so naked before! She's not in any hurry to do anything about that nakedness. Even though she wears the same thing every day. It's a little present she gives to me, this time. Her standing, back to me, light coming through the palm trees running over her swimmer's shoulders like river water poured through cupped hands.

That's the moment I remember who I am.

Then she swings around to face me, and Jesus! I'm blinded.

Whatta set of knockers!

Now I know why they call them headlights. Until I started going out with her I never realized : tits can be a source of light!

She doesn't even own a bra. Once I asked her why, and she said she didn't believe in them!

I asked her if she worried about her tits falling. She said, "No." She figured that was my job. To catch her tits.

I can be a hard worker!

I'm not particularly known for it, but I can be. So every day I just do my job. I do what I can to start a little landslide in the tit department, and then I scoop them up, using my hands, my mouth, my pussy, whatever's handy.

- excerpt from Clit Notes by Holly Hughes