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“I could get used to this.”

I took a long shower, letting the hot water loosen my shoulders. By the time I came out, steam followed me into the room, and a bitch was clean-clean.

I’m talking squeaky.

I had just wrapped the robe around myself when someone knocked on the door.

I glanced toward it.

“Who is it?”

“Veronica!” she shouted through the door.

I walked over and opened it.

Veronica stood there holding two dresses on hangers, one pink and one purple, with a nervous look on her face.

“Hey, girl,” she said. “I was coming to get your advice, if you don’t mind. It’s almost time for dinner, and I cannot figure out what the hell to wear.”

I stepped aside.

“Come in.”

She hurried inside and laid both dresses across the bed.

“I brought options, but now I hate both of them.”

I walked closer and looked them over.

The pink one was cute but plain. The purple one had too many straps.

I tilted my head.

“The pink one is better.”

“You think?”

“Yeah.” I nodded. “I think the purple one is doing too much.”

She laughed.

“That was my first thought, but I wanted somebody else to say it.”

“Try the pink one on. Let me see.”

She carried it into the bathroom while I started getting ready. I sat at the vanity and rubbed lotion over my arms and legs before spraying myself with body mist. My makeup had held up pretty well, so I only needed to touch up my foundation, add more blush, and redo my lips.

I had just taken my wig down from the towel I had wrapped around my head when Veronica stepped back into the room.

The pink dress hugged her waist and fell to her knees.

“Oh, girl. You look good!” I complimented her.

She was probably around twenty-eight, and for a good part of the day, we had been chatting here and there. She seemed pretty cool.

She had beautiful brown skin, long red hair laid in a bust-down middle part, and makeup so natural you could barely tell she had any on. From one fellow big girl to another, I could definitely tell she had lost a lot of weight because of the loose skin on her arms and legs. Nonetheless, she was still very pretty.

She turned toward the mirror. “You think so?”


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