Beyond the issue of clothes, there’s the issue of men and my butt. They’re fascinated by it.
It doesn’t matter where I am—the subway, the gym, Walmart—somehow, guys always manage to graze it. I often wonder if it’s intentional or if it’s just in the way.
It’s ballsy to cop a feel of a girl’s chest—a guy might get away with an extra-tight hug—but for some reason, people think the ass is up for grabs.
Catcalls are a friendly hello—because multiple 411 calls to report harassment won’t change that they happen to me several times a day.
And it’s not just strangers—guys I date are amazed by the curve from my waist to my butt. They can play with it for days. I had a boyfriend who used to lick it.
Another boyfriend couldn’t decide what he liked more—me or my ass. “Are you sure it’s real?” he kept asking.
A friend who was dating a guy asked me to wear a long baggy sweater once when we went out with him. I agreed to hide the butt, but he seemed to be able to just sense it was there.
When she wasn’t looking, he nonchalantly copped a feel, without even looking my way.
And unfortunately, all men inevitably beg for anal sex.
But it’s not open for business. I’m an anal virgin, I’m saving that for marriage. Just because it’s big, doesn’t mean I want something in it.
One pain in the rear I always endure is the inevitable spanking. It hurts! It still has nerve endings, people!
There are plenty of things to enjoy about having a big booty though-- who doesn't love curves? You have your own built-in padding, which means hard chairs are no issue.
But with a large butt comes great responsibility, I mean... disadvantage.
Mainly because the way to a woman’s human heart is through her eyes, ears, mind. The way to make her a status symbol object-hood is through the parts she feels are most treasured yet knows least well.
If a man thinks of a woman as a treasure to be acquired, a pricey and valuable toy, then booty becomes a double entendre.
And if that isn't the case then honestly, that's pretty shallow of men.
I then break out of my trace and my inner debate. I felt someone burn a whole on my back and I turn around only to catch Shawn fully gawking at my ass.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I exclaim.
And all he did was shrug, a coy smile playing on his lips.
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FanfictionLoving Camilas' butt is inevitable. I mean... Look at it. It's cute. She's cute. And everyone involved is about to learn that the hard way. "Let's go upstairs. I want to play with your ass." Shawn whispered these intentions into my ear, punctuatin...
