I’m used to getting looks from strangers. Whenever I go out, it’s a given that some guy is going to trip over himself trying, in vain, to appear like he’s not gawking. And it’s not just men, it’s everyone! Women, old people, little kids, dogs – it’s amazing.  I like to mix up my look with clothing and hairstyles. One day I’m a blonde bombshell, the next, punk rock bass player. But no matter how different I look, the eyes always go to the same place. Nobody ever says anything about it, but if someone was forward enough to ask me, I’d answer truthfully. How is it that such a tiny girl has such colossally huge tits? I’ll let you in on a secret.