A sexy light blue bikini top which was struggling to contain her delicious 32C bust, and a matching thong, showing off her toned bum cheeks.
I have thought long and hard about my relationship to food (and exercise), and I have started to make some changes in order to remain healthy.I also have both short and long term goals for doing so. So please save the condescending lectures (and arm-chair therapy) for someone else.I like my curves, I like ass, I like my legs, I like my boobs (which I only have in abundance, when I’m tipping the scales), and I like my face.But the fact remains that I’m a short, dark-skinned, fat Black girl, with a natural.Because desire is socially constructed (no matter how much folks justify their limited dating choices based on ‘natural preference’), the fact that we live in a fat-hating culture greatly affects who we’re attracted to, and what we find attractive. We ranged in size and skin tone, from short and petite, to tall and lanky, from light-skinned to dark-skinned, from skinny to fat (me being the fat one), and everything in between. My girl gave us his vital statistics and it turns out the brother is highly intelligent and very accomplished. This I discovered, as I watched him at different points during the evening, strike up a conversation and flirt with every single girl in the crew—except me.
The idea that we’re only attractive within a range of sizes is absurd. The homeboy of one of my homegirls happened to be in the club. My homegirl indicated to me at some point that I should make sure to meet him, because she thought we’d have similar interests.
No sooner had I finished rubbing lotion into my wife’s back a skinny looking bar tender approached us.“Hello, I am Nikko the pool bar manager, would you like something to drink? ”As I looked at my wife I was shocked to see her squirt the lotion straight onto her tits right in front of this lad.
As Kate looked up at Nikko she began to innocently rub the white, creamy liquid into her chest.“Ice water for me thank you”Nikko walked back towards the bar grinning ear to ear.“Bloody hell Kate!
The balcony overlooked the pool area with a nice view.
As it was early September there were no kids around, just a few couples of various ages. I sat on the balcony smoking a cigarette enjoying the sunshine when my beautiful wife came out to join me, I watched her light her cigarette and exhale a thick plume of smoke from her soft lips, my wife looked gorgeous, her petite frame standing 5″3 tall, only weighing 112lbs.
I’m all those things in a culture that not only hates fat, and finds it repulsive, but also in a culture where fat dark-skinned women can only find roles in movies as maids.