The first time it happened, I was house-sitting for a client. He was a handsome man in his mid-thirties who had done well for himself with some start-up. The house was set a bit from town on a plot of land at the end of a lane unoccupied by anyone else. It had a stunning view of the river and without any neighbors in sight, I planned to take full advantage of the solitude and private lap pool in the back of the house.
When I was 10, I took the bra off when changing for gymnastics and accidentally dropped it in the school hallway. I quit gymnastics. When I was 14, I got cast in a play as an older character and a classmate told me I got the role because I had boobs.
I had a short period of wearing these cute sundresses that came down to my knees, and letting my hair lay out all relaxed on my shoulders. And, if I felt extra daring against the dress code, I had some nice sandals to go with it. I was all ready to go and finishing up some breakfast in the kitchen when Blue walked in. He went for his doggie dish at first, and I assumed that was all he wanted. But then he rounded the corner of the kitchen counter and looked at me with those big Blue eyes.