Thanks guys

I'm going to be a bit frank with you today. The language won't be bad, just honest. I had to endure a conversation last night between BR and A that didn't bother me completely, but I kinda wish I hadn't heard. See A has this fasination with breasts. She is always pointing out ones that look fake or watching plastic surgery shows about implants. At one point about 2 weeks ago she asked BR about his ex and what she looked liked. He told her that she had blonde hair, blue eyes, slim figure, and big breasts. The topic was dropped at that point, but it obviously stuck with her. See I fit that description, minus the big breasts. So she asked him his preferences last night big, average, small, fake, or real? Of coarse his preference is real and big. He told her about one ex of his that got implants and how weird they were. She asked what it was about big ones that he liked. Plain and simple it's his comfort zone. To lay on her chest and be surrounded by her like that is very secure for him. (Kinda makes me think that breast feeding was the only time in his life that he's felt safe.) Anyway. He went on to tell her that if he just saw me on the street that he wouldn't give me a second look, but that's not what matters. He said he feels perfectly secure cuddled up with me. That it's my "innerbility", as he puts it, that matters most, and he wouldn't change a thing. She was impressed by the fact that he was still seeing me even though I don't fit his preference. They then went on to discuss inner beauty and outer beauty. I tell you what though, there's nothing like having to sit there while your roommate and boyfriend discuss your breasts and whether or not they're good enough. I just got up and poured myself a strong drink.