Big smiles over this little boob

I love WhatsApp’s unpredictability. You never know in advance what will end up in your inbox. But last weekend, WhatsApp outdid itself – a risque picture appeared on my phone.

It wasn’t from anyone on my contact list. The sender had, of all things, a religious message as her profile picture.

“You don’t say anything?” she enquired a while later. “Who is this?” I asked. “Claudette,” she replied. I ignored the message, but an hour or so later she texted me again: “This is the wrong number, isn’t it? You’re not Tiaan, are you?” “No, it’s not Tiaan,” I said. She apologised profusely.

She met this guy in a pub, they joked a lot, he dared her to send him a somewhat revealing picture and she wrote his number down on a serviette. Incorrectly, it seemed. Back home, she took a picture that showed a bit of forbidden fruit, but not too much, and sent it to “Tiaan”.

“Just look, I can be presentable,” she texted and sent me another picture of her. This time fully clothed. She has pretty eyes, I realised – something that I didn’t notice in the first pic.

“I can’t believe I have sent a stranger a nude pic of me,” she messaged. “Well, not all that nude,” I said. “Still,” she answered. “If you will forgive me for saying it… there is something exciting about that little tipsy mistake.”

“If it will make you feel any better, I have made far worse tipsy mistakes,” I tried to comfort her. “I once almost married one.”

We chatted a bit more. She told me she’s 28 and from the Lowveld, she has had a sheltered upbringing and this was “one of the only times” she has ever sent anyone a risque photograph.

I wished her a good day and didn’t speak to her since. But the thought of her and her picture did haunt me for the rest of the week. Is she over the humiliation?

Did she manage to survive the excitement of knowing she has sent a stranger a picture showing a bit more of one breast that is considered prudent? And did Tiaan eventually receive his picture?

I’m not going to ask – I don’t think the lovely Snapdragon will understand my curiosity. Claudette, if you read this… thanks for the tipsy mistake. That little faux pas amused me more than I should admit.