That sort of thing, a bottle of wine, ice-cream...That evening, I knocked on her door, carrying a basket of food, and the wine, the ice-cream in a coo...er...Anne answered the door; (the back door, it was a small terraced house. Like most, the front door was never used as it opened directly into the front room, ) I could tell she was reluctant to let me in."Anne, please, talk to me? Or at least, let me talk to you?"Stiffly, she stepped back and opened the door fully, so I stepped into the. That ridiculous thing." It is pink laceand Debbie looks a bit ridiculous in it, what with her big boobs falling outof the top and the fat in her waist being squeezed."You wear it," she says. "It'll help with your humiliation, dick head." Shegets up and fetches the corselette from her dresser drawer and throws it atme hitting me in the face. "You hate the way I look and you buy this shit tocover me up so you can fantasize," she says. "You fucking wear it. You'rethe girl. You're the pathetic. More

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