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Date Posted: 17:20:24 09/12/09 Sat
Author: Lyla Jones
Subject: This Is Going To Be A Disaster















Her hand rested heavily on the garbage can lid as she settled after her shift. Her demure posture of the fox had been peeled off and she stood, as human, naked in a back alley. It wasn’t that she’d exactly wanted to be a nudist this early in the game but it was an unfortunate side effect of having an amazing ability. She rolled her shoulders and tilted her head to one side, sweeping up her loose blonde hair and pulling it into a knot that hung loosely on the back of her neck.

She removed the lid of the can with a little clatter and pulled out a white bag. First on was the white shirt, it was pale in color but corresponding to her platinum hair. She tugged it down around her hips with a grunt of dissatisfaction of the extra meat on her bones. Oh well. No girl was ever really satisfied with their own weight. She yanked her dingy colored jeans from the plastic and stood on one foot while sliding into them. She hiked them higher and buttoned them against her toned stomach.

She dropped the flip flops to the ground and slid her pink polished toes into them. Perhaps it was the distraction of the dressing or her preoccupation with her own life but she hadn’t heard the movement up the alley. She pulled her hair out of her shirt and glanced around to establish orientation. Okay. So, where was that burger place?



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