I think it's fairly well documented that I have body image issues.
This means that I'm very critical of my own body, and just as critical of other people's - you know when you see the fat bird in town and you think 'why on earth would you wear that outfit?'...

anyway, I was work at Bristol Airport a couple of years ago, and in the public loos I saw a really fit looking woman. While I was drying my hands at the blow dryer thing, I was sneaking a sly look at her arse, wishing mine was that nice.

Not too bad, except for the fact that I looked up and realised we were both standing in front of a massive mirror, and she could see me totally checking out her arse.

My name is b3th and I'm a massive pervert.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Wed 21 Mar 2012, 16:24, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

Hey! You stay on that diet and you'll be a medium-sized pervert in no time!!!!

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 21 Mar 2012, 16:26, Reply)

Woo hoo!
I'm still not safe to be let out in public though.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Wed 21 Mar 2012, 16:29, Reply)

Very few here are. Even fewer are allowed out in public off the leash.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Wed 21 Mar 2012, 16:30, Reply)