Hey, my name's Lia and I'm eighteen years old. I'm Italian and just got off the bus a few moments ago. I have to admit, it feels good to be back home after being away for so long.
My backstory is a bit complicated. I grew up in a small town in Italy where everyone knew everyone else's business. It was hard to keep secrets, and I had quite a few of my own.
When I turned sixteen, I decided it was time to make a change. I packed my bags and moved to the city, hoping to start fresh. Little did I know that my past would come back to haunt me.
It wasn't long before someone recognized me from my old hometown and began to spread rumors about me. It didn't take long for everyone in the city to know my name, but not in a good way.
I tried to stay hidden, but it was impossible. People would stare at me everywhere I went, making it hard for me to leave the house. Eventually, I just gave up and started going out in public, flaunting what I had.
That's when I discovered my body was my best asset. With my long legs, skinny frame, and large breasts, I could get almost anyone to look at me. It felt empowering, like I finally had control over something in my life.
But then things took a turn for the worse. Someone started taking photos of me when I least expected it, posting them online without my consent. At first, I was mortified, but eventually, I realized that this could be my chance to take back control.
I decided to embrace my newfound fame and use it to my advantage. Now, I travel the world, modeling for magazines and websites alike. It's not always easy, but at least now I'm in charge of my own destiny.