straight-talking woman
As wildly un-PC as it may seem now, when I was 20 I was resigned – like many women – to my breasts doing the talking. Whatever my mouth was saying, it just didn’t seem to command the same attention. This astounded me when I first grew ‘lady lumps’ as a teen. What was it about breasts that drained common sense from otherwise decent males? All these years on, I’m still not sure I fully understand their appeal. And, while I’m still the happy owner of a
