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mels
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Date Posted: 10:15:22 03/09/01 Fri
I am a Fat lesbian and I obsess about things...
Sometimes its litlle stuff, like my hair looking like a drivers ed teacher on too much latte, sometimes its big things like health related issues with family or friends, or even me. So I figured I would share with the free world or in this case the 5 or 6 people that read this board, what my current obsession is.
I want to frolick in the "all-together", in a semi public place..
I want to run about on a wind swept meadow, "free range"
I want to get sand in all those places you hate sand to get, and dont know how it got there..
I want to bare all and be free!
Now, this might not seem like a big deal to most, but Im a gal thats got a few self esteem/body issues, after all big ole naked people arent exactly featured in vogue or this months issue of "look -a- here at these nekkid bitches"
So, if the media says its wrong, popular culture says its wrong, and I am so skiddish about it, then why?? do I have this overwhelming urge to just "do it".
my most recent incarnation of this fantasy/obsession has been thru this reoccurring day dream of being buck ass free of all cotton/poly blend/rayon restrictions, on a beach, running around with mud caked in my hair and a crude necklace made of seaweed and drift wood around my neck.
I swear I have this thought and it calms me, makes my day a little better.
I guess its some primative, sister, mother, earth, hairy pits, holistic shmistic vibe.
The only places Ive found within driving distance of me "to do it" are these "naturist resorts", which sounds great, but, these people do things, they do things you shouldnt do naked, and its wrong, its so wrong.
For instance they have bike races, tennis, and arts -n- crafts..
Ok Ill give them tennis, I dont want to but I will.
The sheer inertia and pounding force worked up by my flailing, ample bosom would certainly guarantee a victory for my apponent. I imagine myself waking up dazed on a clay court somewhere with concerned people gathered around me "melissa, you ok?, you were running after that lob, and one of your big ole boobs just smacked you silly and you went down"
Now about those bike races, well, Im afraid all too soon id get the nickname around the resort as "the fat girl with the can of lysol", You know they share those bikes right???
I might want to be naked but I dont want to sit in the wet spot, unless its a chemical one ive created thru proper disinfecting.....
As for the crafts, I only have 2 words "Glue Gun"
So, I dunno what Im gonna do, this situation obviously requires more obsession. As I am sure you all are on the edge of your seats about my delima, I will certainly keep you up to date.
Mels
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