Surprise!

I went to Walgreens on friday to pick up my photos - I know, film, how retro. It had been about a year since the photos were taken and I didn't remember what was on there, so as I'm flipping through photos of my old house mixed with some pictures of a trip to the snow, low and behold: a boob! At first I thought - is that mine? I don't remember taking that picture nor do I remember receiving those serious looking hickies - I must have been wasted. Upon further inspection I have come to realize that sadly, the breast does not belong to me. It is both larger than my own and darker in skin tone and the hands that are holding it are much better taken care of than mine. So whose is it? Having surrounded myself with somewhat immodest friends - save a couple - I have come to know their breasts quite well. It is none of theirs. So who? Perhaps the photo developer at Walgreens took a particular liking to me and decided to show me her breast? Perhaps not. Perhaps a former roomate mistook the camera for his and decided to document his most recent conquest...... The mystery remains unsolved.