Dear Aunty Ngor…
Dear Aunty Ngor, I have a problem… Many years ago, I dated this guy. I wouldn’t exactly call it dating because he was much older and more experienced so he kinda just “took” me as his own… I was young and stupid then and although he wasn’t my first, I really didn’t know any better. I’m not tooting my own horn, but I was a babe at the time. I had guys fighting over me. I had have beauty and brains and I could do crazy things with my waist. My nickname then was Flexibility. However, deep down, I knew…