The Slavic woman sat in front of the bar counter, her empty glass of beer in front of her. She swallowed nervously at the bartender's confident smile and couldn't help but feel self-conscious about her appearance. Her blouse hugged

The Slavic woman sat in front of the bar counter, her empty glass of beer in front of her. She swallowed her pride and smiled at the bartender confidently. "Is everything okay?" he asked, still smiling. The Slavic woman nodded slowly, feeling self-conscious about the way she looked. She had always been self-conscious about her appearance, but lately it felt like she was losing control over her own body. As she sipped on her beer, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed at being caught staring at herself in the mirror. Her blouse hugged her curves perfectly, and her 3/4 sleeves exposed delicate arms that accentuated the toned muscle underneath.