STACY“I hate it,” I was telling Lisa.“I think it’s cute. It’s this little pixie bob look and I think she’s pulling it off well,” Lisa was not on board with me.“She was better with long hair.” I draped my hands over my chest and read the writings on the material.One word. One word I wished that I could be for real and for one person. It seemed that no matter what I did, we always ended up back where we started, fighting in that kitchen.TEMPTRESS was written with little glittering stones, bright pink, a shade more bubbly than the rest of the crop top.It was a cute small top and because of how small it was, it made my boobs look at least two times bigger. I loved it already and I was glad that I had gotten it from the walk in store when Karen dragged our asses to shop with her.She was going to get new clothes for the party and for a small class presentation that she had. we all ended up getting at least one thing, me, Lisa, and Karen. This little crop top had been my pick.Tonight,
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