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 My name is Rebecca.  Today I'm 27 years old.  I am a single mother of a
beautiful little girl two years old.  Everyone says she is as beautiful as
your mother.  I live in Brazil, more precisely in Salvador, Bahia State,
which is located in the Northeast region of my country.  The region where I
live is very hot due to the sun of the tropics.  Salvador is a wonderful
city with a people who live in the party.  It is one of the tourist routes
preferred by Europeans traveling to South America.

   I am a very beautiful woman.  I'm white, but I have a skin that accepts
a tan tone perfectly fine when I take sun.  I have a small waist and
breasts not too big, but a size able to meet the men and women, because
they are full and firm.  My butt is a great asset to attract people's
attention.  It's a typical ass of a Brazilian woman.  And envied by women
all over the world.  My hair is straight but slightly wavy.  They are long
and go halfway down my back.  Always been this way, because I always liked
long hair.  They complete my femininity.  Are light brown, with a few
strands almost blond tone.  Many find that I do lights in the salon.  But
since I was a baby they are so.  I am a tall Brazilian woman standards.  I
have 1.77 meters.  Since I was a girl I'm the highest among all the other
girls.  And during my childhood I was taller than most that boys of school
also.  I was always very pretty too.  My mother told me that attracted the
attention of all people since I was just a baby.  I was a beautiful baby, a
beautiful child, a beautiful teenager and I'm a woman beautiful.  But I'm
not going to tell you about my sex life, a free woman, and that always
attracts attention from men.

   I'll tell you about a period of my childhood.  The most wonderful of my
life when I spent 40 days of summer vacation with my uncle Samuel and his
girlfriend Abelle.  Perhaps many have no interest in this story, because
there is no incest in the lines that I will write.  My uncle always
respected me.  Never at any time he touched the private parts of my body.
In fact, at that time I did not know anything about sex.  I lost my
virginity with only 16 years of age.  And that happened with my third
boyfriend.  In the next lines, the reader will know a story of
exhibitionism and masturbation only.  Incidentally, when I discovered it
was exhibitionist and discovered masturbation.  Because the age of ten,
these holidays with my uncle, I became aware of my beauty and how I
attracted the attention of men and women, boys and girls.

   I was an extremely shy girl.  Perhaps because I'm a very attractive
girl, I have been inhibited.  Of course I attracted people's attention. 
Everywhere I was, all the people were looking at me.  And I did not feel
comfortable with this situation.  It did grow a girl retracted from
infancy. My mother told me that since the age of two I already felt shy. 
And this shyness always made my mother sad.  Because she was a woman
created in a free environment.  My maternal grandparents were people ahead
of his time.  They lived on a farm, away from everything.  And allowed my
mother and my uncle were free.  My mother used to say that until almost
reaching adolescence was common to see her running naked through the
pastures along with his brother.  They are twins.  His stories about
childhood attracted my attention.  At eight-nine years old I wondered about
being naked running through the fields like my mother.  But I was so shy
that only allowed her to see me naked.  Not even other women saw my naked
body at nine years old.

   My mother dreamed of seeing me walking with short dresses that
highlighted my shapely legs.  She spoke of my gorgeous body, it should be
exposed to the eyes of people.  She said it was also a beautiful girl in
his childhood.  But not as beautiful as I was.  But I was always wearing
clothes that do not excelled my beauty.  Until you get to my age of ten, my
basic outfit was a pair of shorts that covered up my knees and blouses with
numbers at least three times larger than my age.  And always with her hair
tied and a cap.  In the distance you could mistake me for a boy.  The five
years I have found that if I dressed like that, it could go unnoticed by
people.  To the dismay of my mother, who loved being able to show people
the beautiful girl she had at home.

   Just like my daughter, who came from a pregnancy regardless, I also did
not know my father.  He knows of my existence, but he never sought or
maintained contact during my childhood.  But at twenty years of age I knew
way more casual.  I still lived in the State of São Paulo and went to
college in Salvador.  I met my sister by father.  I knew he lived in
Salvador as well, but did not know his family.  And I began a great
friendship with my sister, unaware of our blood ties.  It was at a party at
his house that I found everything.  I knew the full name of my father and
had an old picture of him.  And when I arrived home I discovered
everything. I made no fuss and I was moved by the scene.  At that same
party I revealed my discovery to everyone.  He was very happy.  His family
knew he had a relationship with my mother.  And they knew of my existence.
But I never looked for me.  I was happy to learn that Mara was my sister.
And she also loved this idea.  Today she has a boy the age of my daughter.
And the two kids are always together.

   However, as I was an only child and no contact with any adult man, I
felt retracted before all men, even my ten year old.  If I was shy about my
body even front a woman, then imagine what in front of a man.  Just when I
was at the beach on the weekend of sun, you could see my beauty in my
fulfillment.  My mother always bought bikinis too small for me. 
Practically only covered my private parts.  And generally, while playing in
the waves of the sea, it was common to climb on top of my chest and allow
the vision of my nipples still no volume to indicate the arrival of
adolescence.  And when I realized this, usually many other people had ever
seen.  I was desperate to find that people were seeing my nipples.  My
mother always laughed at my reaction scared.  She was always urging me to
abolish my top.  Who swam only with the bottom of my bikini because I still
had nothing to show.  But I never listen to him.  It was for me,
unimaginable to think of walking through the sand topless before the eyes
of men and boys.  And even before the eyes of other women and girls. 
Although eventually I see some girls my age swimming without the top.

   Perhaps the lack of a male presence in my childhood, make sure I had an
immense love for my uncle Samuel.  He lived in Europe with his girlfriend.
Incidentally, Abelle was French.  They always spent Christmas and
throughout the month of January here in Brazil.  Said they were fleeing
from the harsh winter in Europe.  Then the two took their holidays during
this period because December and January is summer in my country.

   I was very excited about the arrival of my uncle.  They spent always 50
days summer in Brazil.  And at least ten days rented an apartment near my
house.  My uncle very spoiled.  Always buy the best gifts and always left
me for walks in malls and cinema.  I loved him very much.  And he loved me
too much.  He always said I looked a lot like my mother.  He always said
that one day she would take me to the old property my grandparents, who now
no longer belonged to our family.  Just to see me running naked through the
fields, as he and my mother did when they were children.  I would tell him
that.  I knew I would never have the courage to run naked outdoors.  But I
was so shy, that does not even have the courage to tell him that I was shy.
Let him think that I would not bother with that situation.  But the truth
was that I dared not even get in my panties in front of him.