The Real Boob Versus The Imagined Boob

A female friend of mine and I had an interesting conversation this morning about Boobs, one of my favorite topics. She believed that I proudly announced that I had not seen any stripper Boobs in 7 1/2 months. I was kind of ashamed of that fact. It's almost embarrassing. She said that I had been imagining the boobs and that was just as "bad" (definitely a difference of opinion between good and bad there) as seeing the real thing. I beg to differ on that point. Having the real boobs bouncing in my face is much better than me imagining them bouncing in my face. My imagination is good but it is not that good.