“Ladies I feel ya, I understand. I know your pain. I started working out because I had boobs. Just like the mentality of a white girl. Every time I would descend a rack of stairs I felt my breasts tremor angrily. People always stared, thought it was a racket, a hoot. I’m glad my rack of swelling breasts gave someone pleasure, Lord knows they never did for me. They were always proud mounds, fitted snugly with loving closeness and what I constantly wore wasn’t calculated to hide the fact.”
-Eric, trying to relate to a group of girls at a party University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign

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