Drunken Lockout

"You think I'm doing this just to feel the size of your breasts?" I ask, baffled. I can't believe her nonsense.

"And what did you call me? A pervert? Don't you think you're misusing that word?" I scoff.

"I'm not. I know what I'm saying. You want to feel the size of my breasts. I won't let you do that," she says, throwing her hands over her chest in a protective gesture.

"Alright, why don't you lea