So my stories are getting long. I will endeavor to shorten them for brevity.
For context, know the first couple confessions I made. So to shorten this up. We got talking because she heard about the first few moms and mom #2 told her I’d be down.
So this Indian woman. She was half Malayala (spelt right?) and half Tamil. She came here to Canada when she was 10 I think. She is “Westernized” as the phrasing goes so she wasn’t the traditional Sikh or Tamil or Punjabi woman you would see in a Bollywood film. She would come to the daycare dressed amazing but in western style clothes. One thing I could say about her. She was always dressed very well. Made her very attractive the way she took care of herself and her sense of fashion. She was 5’6, average weight/proportion, about 38C breasts (her 2nd standout feature), flat bum, very pretty face and some of the biggest most beautiful brown eyes I’ve ever seen (yes it sounds like I caught feelings, I was crushing at the time), and long black hair that hung down to her lower back and her skin was a nice brown skin colour.