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" Fine," he sketched a bodice, and then said, "So a bustle and apron andadded a little more detail, and said, "Is this what you have in mind?" Yes, that flat front rather like a natural form look with a smallishbustle, unless you think a gathered hoop would work better with thebodice?"Hugo, looked at Susan and said, "Why didn't you tell me Peter'sgirlfriend was a dressmaker?" I did not know myself until a few hours ago Hugo," she told himenjoying how different Peter's usually stiffly formal girlfriend was."I would not call myself a dressmaker," Cathy laughed. "I'm a bit of afan of historical fashion and I can sew."In truth, she was amazed by just how much knowledge she had inheritedbecause she knew she would not have known an empire waist from an A-lineskirt two weeks earlier. Getting home a little earlier than normal shewalked in feeling like she was cloud nine."How was your day?" Peter said when he got home."Good thanks, your dad put Doug in his place this morning. He tried. She gave me the typical I am sorry. I professed that I really enjoyed being single. She confessed that she was married with five k**s and a part of a Mormon family. She had just had a k** and was a little down on her body. I told her that I thought she looked beautiful and that her eyes were amazing. I could sense her getting turned on by the things I was telling her. She enjoyed being flirted with. She took me bed to bed discribing the benifits of each. She would have me lay on each bed and then lay next to me kind of close most of the time. She smelled really good and her personality screamed sex. As we were going around, her flirting got more and more bold. I started to flirt back and tell her how pretty she was and that I liked her hair and that I enjoyed when she got close to me whenever we lay down on the beds to talk about them. As I’m checking out having decided what bed I want I got brave. I told her that if she kept flirting with me like the way she was I would have no.
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