Back in the year 1990, I was working in Belize, Central America; a country that used to be a British colony back in the time. Part of my work included working with refugees from other countries from Central America. I found out that for many women from those countries it's just normal to breast-feed in front of other people. I could tell tens of stories related with breast-feeding while working in Belize and other countries in Central America. But this one has remained in my mind. This lady, which I'll call Rosemary lived in a very humble shack. She was somewhere between 22 and 25 and had a little baby. Rosemary's skin color was rather white -- a little bit freckly, and had a curly black hair, like her eyes which sparked beautifully every time she smiled, something she did very often. Even though she had given birth some five months ago, she had a very hot body; or at least so it seemed to me. I think part of her hotness had to do with her large-round breasts which she never hide from me every time she needed to breast-feed her baby. And since she didn't have any extra fat on her 5'3 (1.64 m) body, except her butt, I considered her hot. Rosemary was a very humble and friendly salvadorian young lady. I developed a close friendship with her and her husband and tried to help them out as much as I could. One afternoon I arrived at their shack. Her husband had not arrived yet from his job in the fields. That day she was wearing this see-through large shirt with no bra. When I arrived, she was sitting uncomfortable on this very low wooden bench. She was trying to breast-feed the baby and to that purpose she had unbuttoned almost all of her shirt. One of her breasts was out in full view. The other one was partially exposed even though it was possible to appreciate the totality of it because her shirt was a see-through as I already mentioned.
She seemed to be glad to see me again and obviously she didn't care at all that I was seeing her breast-feeding her son. At that moment she needed a napkin. So, she tried to get up from the bench to get it, just that the bench was so low that it made it very difficult. I told her, "please, let me help you. I'll hand it to you." So she stayed there in this awkward position, with her legs opened and her knees up, almost like if she was about to be examined by a doctor. When I turned back to her to hand her the napkin, I was not prepared to see what I saw: Her shirt was totally opened and both breasts exposed. As exposed as her crotch and her red panties which partially allowed me to see the hairy edge of one of her outer labia.
I gave her the napkin and remained there for about thirty minutes waiting for her husband to arrive. And she remained like that for a good portion of that time. Her husband didn't arrived and I had another engagement. So I left taking with me an image I will never forget.
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