My best friend Naomi had pert, rounded breasts, remarkable in size. If there were photos of her on my blog, someone would comment, “Nice yams” and post it anonymously.
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August 10, 2004 at 1:05 pm
every girl has a naomi from her pubescent years. boys, chime in here. i'm curious, the torture that stephanie so brilliantly describes, does that happen from a guys perspective? assuming you're not all too busy looking at naomi.
August 10, 2004 at 2:16 pm
Hmm. Well, I guess the obvious comparison with breasts is penises (and if I didn't spell that right, and if you noticed that, I feel sorry for you) then yeah, kinda. It's when you begin to notice errections that things begin to get really interesting…
August 10, 2004 at 5:01 pm
I can remember vividly the first girl in my school to get breasts. Well, breasts of a notable size. Looking back , it's amazing how they became a source of intense fasination for us! As for the boy's view, I can remember the first time that was noticed when someone in the showers shouted "Jesus, look at the size of Alans…" As a late developer myself, there followed a good 18 months of thinking "when's it going to fricken grow!"
August 10, 2004 at 5:01 pm
I can remember vividly the first girl in my school to get breasts. Well, breasts of a notable size. Looking back , it's amazing how they became a source of intense fasination for us! As for the boy's view, I can remember the first time that was noticed when someone in the showers shouted "Jesus, look at the size of Alans…" As a laet developer myself, there followed a good 18 months of thinking "when's it going to fricken grow!"
August 10, 2004 at 5:33 pm
Some men want big breasts, some men want smaller breasts, but try finding a man (hetero) that will turn down a peek at any..
You're fascinating to read, thanks!
August 10, 2004 at 8:11 pm
Bravo. Very impressive. So skillfully written it can actually be used as a textbook example of non-prurient speech.
August 11, 2004 at 1:25 am
My dear Stephanie, what is going on in that enchanged life of yours that produces this string of posts??? Raw. Revealing. Impossible to read without responding. You pull far more out of us than we ever intended.
What a rough time of life you describe… As for the guy's perspective that "friend" asked for… The deodorant experience is almost the same. (Got both the spray and the stick because I just wasn't sure which one would work.) It was a MAJOR deal. Kept walking back and opening the medicine cabinet. There it was, standing tall and proud… "Right Guard." There it stood for all to see (three younger sisters and a brother), right next to the Brut 33 aftershave. "I have arrived!!!" Of course the aftershave was pre-shave because that hadn't happened yet.
Ah, Naomi… alas, I didn't have a Naomi, but for guys, there was always the one or two that wouldn't shower with the rest of us in the 7th grade… Too shy, I guess… One wore his underwear in the coach's shower, and we all talked about that. The rest of us shuffled into the big shower room, looking down, up, anywhere but THERE… Never have floor or wall tiles been studied with such detail. I do recall being sort of freaked by the first "uncut" guy.. "What's up with that??" But the worst lay in store for Donald, because one day, "it" happened to him– the gods of bad timing and puberty hit poor Donald in the shower after gym class.
Funny, I don't know anyone who'd cop to witnessing the event, but by the end of lunch, the entire 7th grade knew the refrain: "Donald popped a rod in the shower." There was actually a SONG by the end of the day. It was merciless, it was awful, and all the guys joined in the refrain… and while mocking him publicly, ALL secretly felt sorry for the guy, and thanked their lucky stars that it wasn't them.
Not the same as Steph/Naomi, but just as tough. Really tough on the guy. I still wonder how he turned out, and whether that left a lasting mark on him.
Maybe it was just me, but I never caught up in the size comparison thing… until a year after college. I'll never forget the immediate rave review by the first girl I started to date after the breakup of a long-term girlfriend. She was wild about it. Called it "beautiful." I didn't believe the compliments I was getting. Until the SECOND girl I dated after that long-term girlfriend. Wow! Even more rave reviews. I must admit that left me amused… and with an extra swagger in my step… wondering "What was wrong with my old girlfriend that she never uttered a word for three long years??"
Until the bubble burst: "Just how HUGE was that guy she dated before me?"
"Wonder if his name was Donald??"
August 11, 2004 at 6:14 am
Those boobies. Boobs always have been magic to me and always will I suppose. Big ones, little ones, it doesn't matter as long as they are on a woman!
August 12, 2004 at 10:45 am
I really have to stop reading this site at work.
August 12, 2004 at 1:10 pm
I was that girl-and it sucked. I always wondered if girls always tucked their chests in when they hugged people or just when they hugged me. But, I thought, "wow! boys sure are great huggers!!"
Being 14-years old with 32D knockers is rough on a girl. But, being a college girl with a 32D is whole different story.
August 12, 2004 at 10:47 am
My big boobed wonder was Jennifer Imme, in 2nd grade I think she had a massive C cup and she kicked ass at kick ball, always the first one picked. You might say she was an expert at big round things.
August 19, 2004 at 2:15 pm
I'd like Naomi to hang then over my face too. Maybe we can share.
August 21, 2004 at 12:51 am
Fraid so — any age, any size, any color. Some things never changes no matter what.