When I was fifteen, the only thing I ever wanted was to have a shape like Marilyn Monroe.
That's a lie. I also wanted to have perfect eyesight and curly hair.
But I was a late bloomer and Twiggy hadn't yet come on the scene. My skinny torso was a particular embarrassment.
However, there was a solution: padding my bra. Who would know? I didn't go crazy with this, just a small improvement. And that was working for me. I joined the cheerleading team. I was offered a part in the drama club production.
Then one day, without warning, the school secretary announced over the loudspeaker that there would be mandatory chest x-rays in a special bus parked in the school lot. They were starting with ninth graders. My class would be next.
I was afraid my Monroe breasts would show up in the x-ray and somehow the whole school would find out and make a joke of it. Slipping into the girl's bathroom, I looked around, frantic. All the stalls were occupied. I grabbed a fake boob in each hand and pushed both of them behind the paper towel dispenser, racing out the door as tenth graders were called outside.
When I came back from the bus two boys and a girl were playing catch in the hallway. I walked past them, heading for the bathroom, then looked again. They were tossing my falsies!
That's a lie. I also wanted to have perfect eyesight and curly hair.
But I was a late bloomer and Twiggy hadn't yet come on the scene. My skinny torso was a particular embarrassment.
Then one day, without warning, the school secretary announced over the loudspeaker that there would be mandatory chest x-rays in a special bus parked in the school lot. They were starting with ninth graders. My class would be next.
I was afraid my Monroe breasts would show up in the x-ray and somehow the whole school would find out and make a joke of it. Slipping into the girl's bathroom, I looked around, frantic. All the stalls were occupied. I grabbed a fake boob in each hand and pushed both of them behind the paper towel dispenser, racing out the door as tenth graders were called outside.
When I came back from the bus two boys and a girl were playing catch in the hallway. I walked past them, heading for the bathroom, then looked again. They were tossing my falsies!
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