I thought I posted this, but I couldn't find it, so here it is:
About 15 years ago already, I was at a creek with my family. There were a lot of people swimming in the creek, but these two late-teens showed up, but they were in tiny bikinis, so they didn't want to swim where 50 other people were swimming.
They went around the corner to swim where no one else was, but no one else was there because it was really dangerous.
Almost immediately, the current took them both away, and they grabbed onto trees. One of them completely lost her top. I was able to "rescue" one of them and pull her to the shore, but the other one didn't want to be saved. She said, "I don't want him to see my tits!" and her friend said, "but you could die!" and the first one said, "I would rather die!"
Eventually, she put one arm over her boobs and I pulled her in, and her top was around her knees, so I turned around when she put her top back on.
They started walking away, no "thank you" or anything, but as they were still within earshot I heard the one who lost her top say, "why didn't he try to look at me? That was weird. I thought all guys liked boobs, I don't think I would have cared if he looked." And I totally kicked myself for not looking...I wouldn't have mind seeing her boobs, either! But, I am way too respectful for my own good, I guess. I miss out on a lot because of it, heh.
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