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CARMEN

I watched the cashier scan my items, and put them in a bag for me.

"That'll be five-hundred euros, Miss," she smiled at me, passing me the card machine.

Five-hundred euros?

Ouch.

But I guessed that was the price I would have to pay for designer gear.

It was an investment, and I looked great in these clothes.

I'd tried them on in the changing rooms after picking them out, and they looked really sexy and flattering on me.

They were really classy and elegant, and highlighted my curves in the right places, while still maintaining a little bit of modesty, so it didn't look like I was plain showing-off.

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