Ass, Not Class

I was looking up all my phone pics to post on facebook in their own album. Then I ran into these great photos I took of my ass when we were staying at my mom's house. Geez, Louise. I remember getting so pissed that moment because I couldn't find the perfect angle to take and I thought it would be pointless because Bobby would see it and be like "cool babe." or something to that nature and I'd be pissed because I tried so hard. Looking back though... and I literally mean "back".... I have a nice sweet little ass. I really ought to try to work out to get it in shape again. I could say that maybe it's to hold on to my youth, but I still look pretty young for my age anyways. I guess I just want to be proud of my proudest, protruding feature. I may have small or average tits but my backside always steals the show. I think I should be quite proud. I should frame my ass and look at it daily and cross my arms and ponder on how comfortable it's made me feel in life. Sitting all those times. Well, here's to a less thoughtful blog post: