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Helia Melonowski

On the Air

Submitted by System on Thu, 12/06/2007 - 04:32
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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.

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Average: 3.4 (5 votes)

Dress for Excess

Submitted by System on Thu, 12/06/2007 - 04:12
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I hate to admit it, but I am a clothes horse. I love going out and buying the newest fashions, be they slinky evening wear or stylish leisure wear. On one shopping expedition I found an adorable rainbow-hued tight evening outfit. The material was a soft lycra dyed in horizontal levels of blue, green, magentas and more. I knew horizontal stripes don't hide signs of LARGENESS very well, but I didn't care--in my case, there's no way to hide things when they grow to incredible sizes far beyond normal anyway.

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Average: 3.3 (4 votes)

Bubble Trouble

Submitted by System on Thu, 12/06/2007 - 04:08
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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...

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Average: 3 (7 votes)

Air Mail

Submitted by System on Thu, 12/06/2007 - 04:05
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I always seemed to have my most...interesting times when wearing my stretchy floral swimsuit. On another brilliantly sunny and most scrumptiously warm day, I was sunbathing out on my folks' back deck. It was rather late in the afternoon, and as I got up, I heard the mail truck approaching the house. Our mailman who was a sweet, older guy. I hadn't seen him in a few years, nor had he seen me. Leaning against our deck's fence, I decided to give him an eye full.

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Average: 3.6 (5 votes)

Dream a Big Dream

Submitted by System on Thu, 12/06/2007 - 03:59
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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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Average: 3 (4 votes)

My Life as a Balloon Girl

Submitted by System on Thu, 12/06/2007 - 03:52
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The origin of Helia Melonowski

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Average: 3 (6 votes)

Hot Air Helia

Submitted by System on Thu, 11/01/2007 - 02:47
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One magnificently warm sunny day, with the sky a beautiful hue of blue and devoid of clouds, a group of balloonists gathered in the local park. Interested in watching the colorful big hot air and helium balloons rise into the clear afternoon sky, two female friends and I walked to the park. We took some blankets to lay out on while we watched the event. It was such a wonderful warm day that we wore our swim suits and shorts figuring all three of us could catch some sun.

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Average: 3.7 (9 votes)
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