ABSTRACT
So it surprised me to learn that many women do not share this pleasure. "It drives me crazy," one woman told me. "Every time we make love he grabs my breasts. Why can't he leave them alone just once?" I have heard enough of these comments to set me to wondering why my breasts are so responsive. Is it genetic predisposition? Do I descend from a long line of women with extra libido stored in their breasts? Or are there other factors? Maybe the inadequacy and the rejection I felt as an adolescent and projected onto my small breasts has eroticized them. Maybe having my breasts kissed by my lover heals that feeling of isolation. My breasts are accepted; my adolescent pain is answered with passion.
