Follow me please.”The woman pushed off her consul to balance on her yellow platform sandals with physics defying-grace. Valerie guessed she was just...too stupid to know that she should topple over, what with her impossible bosom wobbling madly.“Fuck this!” said Valerie. “The elevator is bound to stop here eventually.”She turned and strode to the door.“Ow! Son of a bitch!” she exclaimed and jerked her hand away from the doorknob.“Valerie! What’s wrong? exclaimed Tracy.“There’s a fucking needle on. But, I don’t giggle. This is getting ridiculous. Next thing you know I’ll even be smoking. She turned and looked at the pack of cigarettes that lay on the table between the two beds. No. She thought to herself. Do not go get one of those cigarettes. Still. Just having one wouldn’t be any harm. Stop it, Nat. You’re being silly. She turned her attention back to the mirror and let her hand drop lower. She curled tufts of her pubic hair between her thumbs and forefingers. What would it really be. More

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