Girls Day Out

We’ve all been there: walking down the street, going about our business, perhaps picking up some groceries, when all of a sudden, “HELLLOOOO HANDSOME!” knocks us for six. With a quickened pace and head down, whistles and claps ensue. Was it my fault I was blessed with such a beautiful bottom? Why can’t they just leave me alone? I’m only a man! Then, of course, their friend joins them and you realise that you’re mistaken…

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