THE BLISRERED ONE

At twenty six years, as a Capricornia, I felt that as I grew older I become much younger, hotter and naughtier also. Though with time I did shed the baby fat, I was still sort of the chubby type. A chubby who had the right curves and moves. Glancing at the large mirror as I passed by the lingerie department, I remarked that curvy silhouette in that formal blue knee length dress and that heart shaped face. Those plush lips inherited from Rica and those ever present dimples on the cheeks. That killer smile and light grey eyes are a sure shot direct to the heart. Well, the way my mum sees it of course.
'Who would believe that?' I thought as my eyes wandered on the hoardings leaving the lingerie section behind. An illegitimate child born and brought up by two mothers in the poor suburbs of Pretoria. Rica, the biological one and Naomi. One thing common between these two is that both of them have illegitimate children. Fate, must say.