Pardon my hormones: I want to press my breasts against things.
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It is more my general blandishment for people who want anything: the internet will provide.
This is my cheesegrater: http://images.surlatable.com/surlatable/images/en_US/local/products/detail/379800.jpg
Do you still feel the need to press them on things now that you've hopefully experienced the sweet kiss of plastic and knobbed handle crank thing?
I, uh, well...uhm...i think you should listen to what your body's telling you.
Ground floor windows of offices are a good thing to press them against. Put on a clown mask to hide your identity and freak out the squares.
After I make the bed after washing the sheets, I love to slide in between the covers nekkid. The feel of fresh bedding on my junk is wonderful.
@Deep-Fried Goodness: fresh bedding on the junk...oh so nice.
@oimoi: I too understand this urge.
"You came into the party with a long black shawl, and the guys from the front lawn were making jokes about the white swan.
Some nights we just need to get touched and rub right up against something plush.
Some nights it's just a crush, and some nights it's bloodlust.
She said we might use you later on. Meet me back here right around dawn." "Stevie Nix," The Hold Steady

I am sure the internet can provide.