Hi. I’m Ria, a 43 year old events co-ordinator, of Indian descent, but born in Johannesburg South Africa. I am 1.65m tall, black shoulder length hair and rather large boobs (36C twins).
I was very much a quiet child, who grew up into a rather gawky teenager. I didn’t quite mix well with kids my age (being an only child), and rather preferred to be holed up in my room, reading or exploring my body or going to gym. All that changed, rather drastically, one summer evening…
I had just turned 18, and had written my final exams at school. My Mom’s friend was in town, and my mom invited her and her new hubby (think this must be her 3rd) to our place for a braai (read BBQ). I must admit, I wasn’t really ecstatic about attending this little get together. Aunt Gabby was quite airy-fairy, with a high pitched cackle. I just felt that she lacked substance, but she and Mom had been good friends for a long time, so I guess I just had to grin and bear her presence. She wasn’t a “bad” person, just an annoying one. I didn’t know much about her new husband, other than his name was Shawn and he owned some media company in Cape Town.