A re-acquaintance with ‘Fred’
I am so enthralled, thrilled, excited, full of positive energy and overjoyed to finally meet my long lost buddy….. Fred. He is just so damn…well… sexy!
When I say it’s been years – I’m not joking! Fred was probably last around where he was supposed to be when I was into ‘Barbie’ dolls – so my childhood years, up until I was into Bros – in my teens. I guess I didn’t pay him that much attention over the years and we just kinda drifted apart throughout my secondary school years, College, University and subsequentlyLawSchool. He just retaliated by moving further down south, and it even came to a point where he was no longer on my x-mas card list!
It’s only since I lost the six stones that I had been carrying around with me for the best part of a decade that I began to reminisce about my dear friend Fred, and began to make my dreams a reality….
So who is this mysterious Fred I hear you ask? He is none other than my long-lost belly button! Following a recent abdominoplasty, I am overjoyed to be re-acquainted with him!
I have not seen him in his proper and rightful place in years! Although I’m all bandaged up at the moment, I am still very aware of his sexy presence (and have even caught a sneak preview of him during a change of dressing!). He allows me to feel like this sensual being, sitting there on my tum (as opposed to being hidden down south somewhere amongst all that sagging redundant skin caused by massive the weight loss).
Oh how the mind wanders…..I have great dreams in mind for Fred and myself….namely a gold bikini which we will wear with pride, beautiful saree’s and maybe if Fred is a good boy- I may even allow him to get his nose pierced!
Now I am extremely confident that Fred and I will lead a very happy, blissful life together, full of ….. the most amazing wardrobe!
I’m sitting here a week following surgery writing this wearing compression stockings (as I am not yet that mobile) with toothpaste on those pimples that refuge to budge, and with my ‘Sponge Bob Square Pants’ blanket on my legs….and if the thought of Fred can enable me to feel so sexy and powerful……well need I say more?
(Why Fred I hear you ask?…..Well it’s a darn sight sexier than the name Barney!)
By Tindy C