Aug 22 2008
Babe intentionally hides herself
(Virginia Beach, VA) Holly Harris admits it. “Yeah I did it, that guy was a freaking creep,” exclaimed Harris. With disgust Harris recalls, “When he asked me to go to the beach on our second date, I was cool with it. I was like, sure why not, I’ll ask him to pick up some Smirnoff Ice and we can kick back on the beach and have a few laughs. But he was like always staring at my breasts and making these stupid-ass jokes.”
Nearly gagging at the memory, she continued on, “You ever heard that one where they say don’t sweat shit, because it could always be worse. Yeah, no shit. Cause just when I was thinking man this can’t get any more lame when a group of this loser’s friends pop out of nowhere. So I’m having to be all civil and nice while they all keep checking out my tits. Then some guy whips out a camera. So my date says he wants a picture of us to post on his Facebook page and I’m totally freaking. I’m like there’s no fucking way I want to be associated with this dickhead. So while I’m panicking I snag my sunglasses and step into the shade of this umbrella. They were all so trashed they didn’t even notice. Note to self, next time I go to the beach on a casual date, no bikinis for me”
Photo courtesy of: Ricardo Michel Mapa
