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I was a fat girl So my tits probably grew up soon after my old girl. At the age of 11 I had a bra. My mother always called her to wear. Even now the mother will do so, 'May be bad.'

Now our br@asts are ours, purity, sin or shame. Always the mother's permission needed for my br@ast. I have never been able to keep my br@ast according to me. In the presence of my neighbor and my neighbor, I must wear bra. Before them, I could never even attend the garbage outside of the house.

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