Iryna
Iryna was sixty-two; she had been unsuccessful in the marriage field, although she had tried twice. She didn’t think she was overweight but did recognize the fact that she was a bit tubby. Her hair had lost a lot of its original colour and there were the ‘wrinkles of age’ that she did her best with an array of cosmetics to hide. However, on the whole she didn’t think she was unattractive and did wonder if her tits that could be described as melon was a turn-off, but that was what nature had...