Storage
I work in a cinema etc etc. My work trousers don't have pockets, thus my breasts are used to store everything, which provides me with endless entertainment.
My phone is pushed between them, giving me a pleasant vibrating surprise whenever I get a text through (this also gives me an excuse to go to the stock room and have a cheeky feel while I get it out).
A pot of Vaseline is down there (no, taking it out is not a "proposition") and my glasses get tucked down there too.
Also good when you get cold, get a packet of hotdog buns from the bread warmer, and put them down there. It's a bit obvious though, you can't see the other things, but the buns are quite big.
So, if you've ever been in a cinema in Cardiff and seen a shifty looking girl rumaging in her boobs, hello!
(reducedfatLOLcat, Fri 9 Jan 2009, 22:19, 6 replies)

playing with oneself
is perhaps the most time honored way of slacking off
( willenium Fist bump for verification, Sat 10 Jan 2009, 1:08, closed)

The cleavage.
Nature's own storage device : )
( girlinthehole, Sat 10 Jan 2009, 10:17, closed)

"The buns are quite big"
Wa-hey!

...Sorry.
(AprilFool, Sat 10 Jan 2009, 12:35, closed)

"thus my breasts are used to store everything"
I fully approve of your line of thinking

*click*
(annexed, Mon 12 Jan 2009, 16:03, closed)

Are we allowed to say
"Pics, or it didn't happen" at this point.

Or is that considered a bit rude ?
( DukeEuphoria Comes highly reccomended, Wed 14 Jan 2009, 17:09, closed)

There are many cinemas...
...with many shifty looking girls in the Old Home Town of Cardiff...

....UCI in the Bay perchance?

*smirk*
(EffinDoubt is breaking glass on, Thu 15 Jan 2009, 10:34, closed)