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48 Chopping Pork For Hamburgers
Once Westley and Doris were dressed, he pulled her out of the fitting room. Ignoring his aunt, he handed the clothes she'd brought in with her to a salesgirl and told her to ring it up for them. After paying for these items, Westley dragged Doris out of the store, across the mall, and into an elevator. Once the doors had closed behind them, Doris glared at Westley and said, "What did you mean when you said that I wasn't qualified to seduce you?" Westley smiled, and instead of answering her, he pressed her against the wall. After a moment, he cupped her left breast in his right hand, gave it a gentle squeeze, and said, "Your t**s are too small." Doris frowned, and her cheeks turned pink. "They are as big as they were ten minutes ago," she said, "and they seemed to suit you just fine wh
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