They go by a host of aliases:

High Beams.

Headlights.

Knockers.

Hooters.

Tits.

Ta-Tas.

Bosom.

Breasts.

Boobs.

Rack.

Why is there such a male fascination with the upper torsal region of the female anatomy?  Female breasts are a mere protuberance of fatty tissue covering ducts that store milk. Why is there so much art, literature, fascination and time devoted to the admiration of them? Why are there so many photographs, movies, dreams and fantasies focused on them?

It’s highly probable that if we women all took our tops off, we could rule the world. Men would become putty at our feet and slaves to our every whim. With the promise of a view, touch, flick, fondle or suck, men will do practically anyt...

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