December 02, 2004
So I guess she's gone from a G cup to an A. Quite a transition.
"How will I know you when I see you?" I ask.
"You'll have to look at my face," she responds. And I wonder how much of a transition it will be to her friends, who probably regarded her chest as one of the Seven Wonders of the World. I think those things were visible from space.
My day will come, but I won't go all the way down to A. I think a B-C cup would do it. We'll see.
I told a friend of mine about the Breat Reduction Surgery, but she informed me that I was "speaking a language" she couldn't understand. My stepmother and my grandmother understood completely: over Thanksgiving we discussed all the things we couldn't do that more svelte women could.
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