Helia Melonowski

I must admit that part of the fun of being a balloon girl is the attention. Recently I was called to do a small radio spot for a station in town. I arrived at the radio station and was guided to the broadcast booth. The place was rather warm so I slipped out of my blouse, revealing the tank top I wore beneath. I sat comfortably in the seat with headphones and a microphone hanging before my face. The headphones would be used so I could hear the radio announcer and the callers questions once the broadcast started.

I always loved bubble gum as a girl. I chewed and chewed, stuffing big wads of bubble gum in my mouth then blowing huge bubbles. I liked to blow the biggest bubbles and probably had the biggest bubbles in the neighborhood. My aunt, who always disliked me, would give me a hard time about my gum chewing. She said one day my chewing and bubble blowing would affect me. I thought she meant cavities--but little did I know just how it would affect me...

After a long day at work or play, I always feel it's refreshing to the body and soul to take a little break and rest. Returning home from a long day at work, I quickly disrobed, leaving only my little white bodysuit that I preferred to traditional undergarments. I was so sleepy, my eyes burned. I laid down on my big cushy comforter and snuggled in for a little shut eye. I fell asleep almost instantly.

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