Summary

The article "Sue Me, I Love Looking at Breasts" is a personal narrative detailing the author's enjoyment of observing women's breasts at the Bellevue mall on Sundays.

Abstract

The author expresses a fondness for spending Sunday afternoons at the Bellevue mall, not for shopping, but for the pleasure of breast-spotting. They describe their routine, from arriving before lunch to securing a favorite spot facing J. Crew, which offers an excellent vantage point for their activity. The author notes the mall's classy atmosphere, the friendliness of the vendors, and the rarity of people looking up, allowing for uninterrupted observation. The author particularly enjoys the sight of women wearing COVID masks without bras, finding excitement in the combination of concealed faces and revealed nipples. They express gratitude to the women of Bellevue for the sights and invite readers to join them, hinting at a desire for direct interaction. The article concludes with links to more stories and submission guidelines for "Transgressive Thursdays."

Opinions

The author considers themselves slightly perverted and takes pleasure in breast-spotting at the mall.
They find the combination of women wearing masks but no bras to be particularly exciting and indecently appealing.
The author appreciates the mall's layout for providing ample opportunities to observe women's breasts without being noticed.
They recommend visiting the mall on Sundays for the best experience and discourage visiting on weekdays due to a lower "boob index."
The author is enthusiastic about their hobby and expresses it openly, inviting others to share in the experience or at least observe their enjoyment.
They suggest that readers follow the author Sonja for more adventures and stories, indicating a broader interest in her work beyond the current narrative.

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Sue Me, I Love Looking at Breasts

Sweet Sunday afternoons, full of nipples.

There’s nothing better on the planet than to spend Sunday afternoons at the Bellevue mall. Its classy atmosphere helps slightly perverted people like me thrive.

I don’t go there for the gorgeous shops, and I’m not interested in updating the content of my closet — not on Sundays.

I go there to look at breasts.

So many opportunities in Bellevue. So many beautiful views as per the name. I wish these afternoons would never end.

I usually arrive right before lunch.

The line at Starbucks is still short, and I have total liberty to choose my seat. There are many comfortable places all over the mall, but my favorite pick is the armchair facing J. Crew. It’s an excellent shop for breast-spotting, and the vendors are very friendly. (Tell them I sent you, and you might get an extra discount!)

What makes the spot so special is that looking on the right, you have a great view of the Aritza shop at the lower level. I’ve seen my favorite pairs in that shop. I wish I could share pictures with you, but I refrain from using a camera. I prefer to live in the present moment.

People rarely look up in malls, so I can observe breasts down there as long and as intently as I please. Between J. Crew and the lower level, there’s always a nice pair of boobs to catch my eyes.

What a blast!

I wish I could come here every day, but Sundays are just another level. It’s not worth coming on weekdays. The boob index is too low. Saturdays can be OK, but it’s a lottery, so I prefer hiking.

Nothing beats Sundays.

That’s when you can observe my favorite combo. Women wearing COVID masks, but no bras. Call me weird, but this is exciting to me. Nipples revealed, but the face remains covered. There’s secrecy and a bit of indecency mixed for what appears to be my selfish pleasure.

Thank you, women of Bellevue, for offering me such unforgettable sights. I love your breasts! I love how you dress and wish you and your boobies all the best.

Here is the seat where you can find me next Sunday. Come and say hi! And don’t forget to show me your breasts!

Sonja is currently visiting Seattle, Mount Rainier, and Montana. A few other hiking routes are on her list. Follow her adventures here. Or read more now: Fuckless in Seattle, Killing It at Cape Flattery, My Twilight Fantasy on Rialto Beach.

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