How many bra's?

I will, thanks.I think he's just flustered with all the lady underwear talk.

I have about 10 of them. 7 regular, 1 strapless and 2 very nice ones that are staying very nice because, well, I'm single.

I saw him on the loose last night and I swear it wasn't me!

I have them sorted into the "naughty" and "regular" sections, and
each section has about 10 or 15 bras.

Hey, I have a naughty section too. It's the loneliest section, I'm afraid

Here's a question. When you're making out with a guy and it's getting hot and heavy and it's time to let those puppies out for a little fun, is it more sexy if a guy passionately yanks the bra up over your breasts from the bottom by the cups in order to get at them, or is it preferable for him to politely reach back (or where ever the snaps might be) and just gently unhook it? Or do you prefer to just have him stand back for a minute like a drooling pooch while you undo it and take it off yourself?

B. and not all of them latch in the back, Kicky. :wink:

on a related note... I'm currently wearing my cross your balls jock. It lifts them and seperates them for a more perky me.....

dozens

not too much in the nice/neutral category

I don't play that way

I know they don't all snap in the back, as you can see from my parenthetical statement.

Snaps?

Oh now we're going to quibble over semantics...snaps, hooks, whatever!

eoe, I never knew you were such a hussy.

so you like, where a chamisole or something to prevent a scene?



me?
A dozen or so, plus a couple of sports bras.

They all fit fine.

Kicky, how about the slow slip of the bra strap down the shoulder?
Yanking up, not so much.
Flumbling for hooks, snap in the front, back, clumsy...

This definitely falls under the TMI catagory, but I am nothing if not a Tmi kind of girl.

I am blessed, or rather not belessed, by large boosoooms. It is difficult and unpleasant to find bras since the brand justmysize quit making the bra I really loved, a nice front loader with extra long straps, about 4 years ago. Over that 4 year period the bras I had became shadows of their former selves amongst much washing and wearing. I held out though, because I could not find a bra worthy of purchase, a magical front loader that gently cupped the sisters and gave them the illusion of youthful perkiness. Finally push came to shove, as it were, as I ran down a hall (I am a nurse who has to run, or do what passes for running at my age and with big boooobs and all) when my old faithful bra gave up the fight and let go. The sisters found themselves unencumbered of bra. I had to make a major mid-flight adjustment. I knew them I was going to have to do it-buy new bras. My eyes were suddenly unblinded by denial.

I bought a few new ones, 6 I believe, and the sisters are perky if rather unhappy at being so firmly hugged after years of relative freedom.

Zayrina

that....that was beautiful...



a magical front loader....illusions of youth....

my god, i don't know what to say..

welcome, welcome to A2K.

I can explain...

I was rather slender for many, many years and never had much of a big bustline so I've always gotten away with just a cami. But I gotta confess. Way back in the day when "going braless" was a political statement, I shudder to think how freely I flaunted myself.

flaunting hussy.

And I bitched when L'oreal stopped making my favorite lip color.
My heart goes out to you my sister.

I'm picturing her running down the hall of the ICU

"GRAB THE CRASH CART! STAT!"

"Oh CRAP! There goes my bra!!"