Her green eyes against her pale skin and red hair were so striking and beautiful. XXX My anxiety about my body was screaming, knowing it had been justified all along. I really felt that she of all people wouldn’t be able to understand what it’s like to not feel comfortable in your own skin. Now let me get a look at you. Her stance, her tone, the way she was acting like some new-wave body positivity coach. I can’t, honey. Around them, she at least made some effort to cover up. How could someone like that be able to help someone like me? She was so undeniably hot and I could only stare and admire her shape and beauty. Mom, what are you talking about?”
But as I was saying this, my mom stood and slipped off her robe. “OK, you seem to be in a




















