AgentTease

How to be an idiot

Added 2024-04-02 20:33:48 +0000 UTC

A story about how my kindness sometimes makes me an idiot. I found these photos that I took as soon as I moved to England in February 2021 (probably these are the very first photos after moving) and I couldn’t understand where this wonderful corset went by Agent Provocateur. It's a classic of theirs and I remember just loving it. I bought it in 2019 from a girl from Dnepr. Yes, it was a little worn, but I was so happy when I put it on. When I was friends with Rita (who is from London and with a lifestyle that is not very clear to me) and she came to me to Manchester, we, like all normal girls, loved to see what was so interesting in my wardrobe. When she saw this corset, she smiled so much with happiness and couldn’t stop admiring herself that I just decided to give it to her. At that time she was not very confident in her appearance and I thought “maybe it will help her to understand that she is beautiful”. She was incredibly happy and hugged me tightly, saying “thank you!” you are so kind." And after a while, we are no longer friends with her, because I am wary of people who use drugs. Yesterday, I was curious and I decided to check if the store had this corset. And yes the do. Now I’m thinking whether to buy it or not (although it’s expensive), and the second thing is that only by living and gaining experience, you understand to whom you are giving your things and kindness. I am the kind of person who absolutely loves making other people happy. I love giving and caring for others. But for some reason I always put myself in the last place. Hope she still have it…