I am not a big fan of women wearing lace out in public. It has nothing to do with any sort of idea about decency or lewdness. It is only because I know there is no chance that the portion over her breast is going to be see through, and yet I still look anyway in the hopes of catching a glimpse of a nip. It is like the worlds worst game of I spy because the very thing I am looking for is not going to be there. I still look though. One has to look for it because imagine what would happen if you did not only to find out that there was a nip to be seen. The feeling of regret who immediately become the greatest of your lifetime and you would have no hope to ever rid yourself of it. It is things that are as serious as that which cause one to give up life in society and become a hermit out in the wild. Out there one can have a bear wife and live the simple life of a beekeeper making honey.
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