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If I could do anything to treat myself...

The least I could do was buy an outfit or two that I would feel confident in, and carry myself with style and elegance rather than having my tits spill out in cheap stuff.

The safety pins stuck in my shirt were hanging on for dear life, but I was hiding them well, and the mall was dead to the world at this time, anyway.

Hardly anybody was around, because it was a Friday morning, and everybody was at work.

I'd got lucky.

The first thing that I was going to do after paying for all these clothes...

Would be to rush to the toilets and get changed.

And finally gain my confidence back and feel good about myself again, with how worthless Daniel had been making me feel recently.


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