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A secret society needs a name
Briars POV I am standing in front of my floor-length mirror in my bra and panties, staring at my body. I had never been that worried about my appearance before, but after that make-out session with Xavier, which was mind-blowing by the way, I am now self-conscious of my body. I have met some of his girlfriends from high school and they are all tall and thin. You know the ones, perfect hair, and catwalk looks. I am the opposite, I am all curves big boobs, wide hips and a massive butt, wrapped up in a tiny 5'2" frame. Mum said I had the perfect hourglass figure. My hair has so many shades of reds and browns, it looks like the salon had a sale on high lights and low lights and I went ALL IN, it falls to my butt cheeks in loose curls, that always looks like I got out of bed and forgot to bru
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