ur bringing on horrific memories fer my ex. i may explain later on. suffice to say, there was me.
& then there was meat-lips. yipes.
she is a great, beautiful gal. until you learn of my ex & his glimpse of her meat-lips-- he said he saw her lips as she used a stool to prop half herself, while in an item most would opt to not wear in public. & not on purpose,- he looked, & they were there. he could not avoid viewing them. he's a guy; i get that guys look.
he is not yet alright, yet, once he saw her pastrami-lips.
he complements me, & often, so he is not gonna get bitched @ fer peeking when she gave him a peek.