Baring the breast

I was skyping with a friend in the states. "Let me see your scar," she said.

I angled my boob to be picked up by the webcam. When I was once again modest, it dawned on me that my door was open and number 2 son was in the house. Glad he didn't come in during my display.

Talking about the tattoo that I will get on my breast, my housemate offered to show me hers. Unfortunately, we couldn't distinguish it from a couple of freckles although she suspected it was the tiniest.

I've spent more time thinking and showing my breasts in the last few weeks than the last few years together.