I remember, I had about 10-11 years, and for the first time I felt itching around the nipple ... they are my breasts began to flourish!
That summer, back in 1965 years, it was my last summer when I went swimming without a bra.
I remember, very suddenly my breasts have grown, in a few months became the size of ripe apples.
I was very unhappy, I wanted to go out on court, I wanted to go swimming, I never wanted to participate in everything that I was happy.
Soon I noticed a girl looks, and their ridicule.
Boys as they came toward me and I was pleased.
Since that time I feel better in the society of men.
I have always felt a stab of jealousy from the woman.
Even now, when I already feel the jealousy aged women.
In my family I was like an ugly duck, becouse only i haveo breasts larger than average.
My cousin always point out that large breasts make me clumsy and thick.
All I was fortunate that during the life,my men friends convinced me that my breasts can be my big issue.
Now,i am looking at breasts with gratitude and affection.
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