One of my very first posts from when I still didn’t have any boobs 😄
I bloody hate swimming! I think I`m mentally scarred from my teenage school days!
Swimming was always in the middle of the day, after you`d spent the morning applying your blue eyeshadow, flicking your hair into the latest Farah Fawcett Majors hair style and applying your Avon “Sweet Honesty” perfume. You came out of the pool, rushing, so you`re not late for Double Maths, trying to pull your school uniform onto your still wet back, hair hanging down your neck like a load of rats tails, stinking of chlorine and eyes all red and bloodshot – looking like an extra from the Thriller video!
Course all this would have been worth it – had I had some boobs! I was probably one of the last people in the school to grow a chest – well actually I`m still awaiting…
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