BOY SHORTS
Two inch leggings with lace terminating the hem. The colored floral and scroll stitching draws a sharp contrast with pecan tan skin. Silk material cradles cheeks with almost enough material. The attempt to encompass everything allows a hint of cleft to escape above the rear of the embroidered waistband. They were never designed for hemispheres this large. That's just fine by me, She could have no such thing ass too much. If She was more, I'd love her. If she was less, I'd love her. Perfection
Her jeans jealously cling to to magnificent thighs, turning those pants inside out when removed. That's why every color of pants is called blue jeans when She's not in them. Others could never pull off the way she fills out those Rocky Mountain jeans. No back pockets to distract the I that loves her walk. She was often embarrassed by Her bounty, not fitted with measurements that fit the status quo. The worship She deserved was reserved for planes and right angles, that's not right for this full figured Angel. As if the geometry of the world didn't include diameters, bell curves, convex and concave shapes that mold my imagination.
Has anyone seen the Venus of Willendorf? My progenitors were predisposed to adipose tissue, loving large comes naturally. Different times, different cultures, different people who want to define what is desirable. Who are they to decide? Love what you love, about the one you love, unapologetically. The definition of beauty is in the AYE of the one who wants to be held by Her. I will cast my vote for her every time.
Body positivity is me being positive that I love her body.
Positive reinforcement is when She's positive She enforces my desire again and again with just a smile. How often can I tell Her, "She is just right?" Left to choose anyone, I'd choose Her.
Eventually it pays off with interest. She's interested in initiating intimate encounters.
She's the one who bought the boy shorts that make me shout, "Oh Boy".
Her victorious secret is out, She can leave me longing for her in lace, or a rough burlap bag.
Butt, I appreciate the way She presently presents the present.
There's a little silk bow on the front of the waistband, It makes me think of mistletoe.
" Yule tide me over with just a little kiss?" , She asks mischievously?
I Love those, boy shorts.