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Taking off the bra once you’re home – every woman knows the pleasure of doing this. Ah, the comfort and the freedom!
I understand how much you love me. You always try to stay close. You have never left me alone since I was 14 years old.
Whenever I went out, you were there hugging me tight. You left me only for a few hours at night when you needed to sleep.
I am sorry to break this to you.
Dear, I am tired of your over-possessiveness. My breasts need some space. You can be a friend with whomever you want. I will go out whenever I want. But get some life of your own please. You can’t hug me 24*7.
I have never said this to you but I always felt relieved at night when you were not with me. I could breathe finally after long tiring days.
Our society has also never allowed me to celebrate our relationship openly. I was afraid of even a slightest peek of your strap. It’s hard you know.
It’s better that we part our ways and stay friends. Stay blessed and helpful. Stay colourful. Stay with frills forever.
PS: A secret. You don’t know to hug right. You never fit properly. My breasts aren’t meant to squeeze into whatever. Do something about your size no?
Love you! Bye for now…
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