Eyes vs. Breasts
Adding to my difficulties in behaving like a normal human being around men I
find attractive, it has come to my attention that it’s worse when they have
exceptionally beautiful eyes. The inclination is to just sit there and
stare and while I’m talking to him I feel like it’s obvious that I’m all
agog. And honestly, what’s being said recedes just the tiniest bit.
It must be something like how guys feel when they’re talking to a woman with
a lot of cleavage. You kind of want to interrupt the conversation so you
can stand there and focus on what really matters. Then the attraction is
further confused by whether or not you are so intensely attracted to the
person or to their body parts?
The differences between eyes and breasts are manifold, but on the whole
people don’t get offended if you ogle their eyes.
Also, sometimes when he looks right at you it feels like he can see into
you. I just don’t think cleavage has quite the same effect.
[I toyed with titling this "The Eyes Have It" but I wouldn't be able to live
with myself.]
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