me and my American beauty
That about sums up these past few days. Too much to do, never enough time to do it. So today I spent a day among the people. School officially ended, as in over, at 11:30 this morning, and after coming home, starting to pack (off to Amsterdam on Saturday) and picking my nose I headed out to the local pool where the Czech women, who are some of the most beautiful women in the world, except for my American beauty Sara Kirby of course, took their tops off as a sacrifice to the sun goddess.
When in Rome, er, I mean Prague…
It was the first topless experience for some of the ladies I was with. And after it was over we discussed amongst ourselves. It’s super liberating to not have to wear something to support your boobies. Super liberating.
What’s over there? Where?
That was my not so casual way of switching gears.
Last night I almost had what could have amounted to my first bar brawl. But almost doesn’t count, and I didn’t, although I did really get up into some fat Czech asshole after he grabbed another girls breasts. I mean full on grabbed.
It was so wrong, that even I felt violated. I got up, got in his face and told him that he should never, ever do that. And then the bartender punched him in the face, which was pretty cool. I felt good that I had been able to stand up for someone, for their right not to be groped in a public space. and then that someone else got my back as well.
Fucking assholes who think they have the right to touch anyones breasts. But not in the pool. I didn’t see any breast grabbing there today.
Some places respect breasts, others do not.