It was if shewas standing in a hole because Freda was six inches shorter. She wasnow a woman, a damn woman. Freda 'R' looked down at Roger's wife's ...oftoverweight torso. Freda hadn't kept it in shape and unless the changewas temporary, she was the stuck with it. She needed to pee but wasn'tgoing outside in that translucent nightgown. She managed to take itoff, flustered as those damn boobs flopped around and slapped her chest.Roger remembered how Freda had complained about what. It wasn't like it was a secret or anything; we just preferred to get on with the day job when we were working."Thanks," I said. "Yeah sure. It's a very different place."Tricia pulled out of the airport and down onto the M4, heading into London. "How's things?" I asked Harry.He grunted in response. "If you're worried about your writer we've got her back." Great," I said, "Did she get far?" No, not too far but we had a hell of a job getting her back. She found a way to fuck up the chip in her. More

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