I'm the kind of girl whom is shy and quiet but when you get to know me, you will realize that i have a sexy/hot body, the perfect boob size, not too big and not too small, a beautifully curved waist, and a curved ass, even big perfect thighs, or so i've been told so man times, it's every girl's dream body.
but you'll be sad to hear that i hate it, i hate having the body that i do.
it's not that it's a burden to me, not at all, many of the girls i know of envy the body i have and constantly tell me how lucky i am to own it and be able to take care of it and also the sexual pleasures that come out of it.
precisely th point. the sexual pleasure.
ever since i developed this body, all i've been getting is looks and whistles by guys, whereever i go their eyes are on me, being th shy person hat bothered me but nevertheless it wasn't a good enough reason to hate it.
the reason why i hate it is because everytime a guy i love loves me back, i always end up at stage one because all they ever wanted was to take advantage of the body i had, i felt so vulnerable to them, so weak, likei practically threw my self at them.
and i hate that
and i'll hate it forever.
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Roman d'amourThis is not a story, it is in fact a book of a collection of extracts that i have randomly written. enjoy.