Singapore Grand Prix Report:
Random thoughts, recollections, impressions, hopes and dreams.
He is such a cutie. Iâm adding him to my list. But I canât ignore Marty, either. Marty is so cute. One driver (Ocon?) blew an engine (spoiler alert) and Marty said, the engine will make a good coffee table.
The guys at friendâs were in rare form yesterday which really had me going too. I donât know who was
more wound up, them or me.
The guys were definitely bosom oriented.
They kept going on about Natalie when she was on her bicycle.
âYou can tell she has a bra on. Itâs not fair!â
Then when Naomi interviewed Max, you they could see down the front if her top. The guys kept willing her top to gap, but their powers were insufficient to get them a peek. It was either the distance to Singapore that weakened their power or the fact that we watched a recorded version.
The guys discussing bras and boobs and nipples made me a bit more sassy around them.
With all their moaning, I had to interject, âI know you want to see Natalie and Naomiâs boobs. I donât know if you noticed, but there are some a little closer by. But, Iâm so glad you gentlemen are boob men. I would be lost if you all were into something that I canât contribute to.
With all the rain delay it was incumbent upon the hostess to keep the multitude entertained so they would not become unruly.
Coffee and donuts only go so far.
Alonso set a record of 350 races.
I would gladly give him the opportunity for another record. Something a little more personal.
One hint: the track he was racing on was very wet. The record I would share with him would have a similar aspect.
I told the gentlemen that. My comment was met with silence but i did notice a couple squirmed a little. Perhaps they were imagining. I like to inspire thoughts. It is good for everyone to have a little cerebral exercise.
I asked them, âtoo much?â I was assured it was absolutely fine sharing my thoughts. And anything else I would offer.
These gentlemen are so wonderful accepting my occasional sassiness. They are very nice or I wouldnât be sassy in front of them.
I am so comfortable with them.
Naturally I donât just sit around, bosoms out.
Thatâs not ladylike so after a reasonable time they were put back in semi storage (still relatively visible) but since the race went on and on and on it was time to serve more snacks and drinks and it was expressed that I might also provide a personal visual refresher.
I said I didnât want my mode of (un)dress to get boring, they took a vote and while I didnât tally the votes I was assured by them the majority felt as reprise of my previous nipple display would not be objectionable.
One gentleman offered to assist me, to relieve my workload having to reveal with my hands full of snacks, so I accepted. And got a tingle.
He easily had me out of my top (accompanied by a two hand fondle and squeeze.)
I finished the food service and said, ânow who is going to put things back in place?â
I got the impression they were torn between not wanting to. And wanting to.
Given the dilemma, I just did it myself.
Not a popular move judging by the pouty faces.
I said, âOh look, you know that wonât be the last time. You know me too well â
So pleased for Cheko. I canât speak for the gentlemen but this was close to the most entertaining race so far this season.
Iâll let the gentlemen express their own views.
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