One million Labium.
Can I touch your puffed sleeves?
The violence of the caterpillar alarmed her but at the same time it was like being in a movie and she was the star.
The hairs on Alice’s arms stood on end. She didn’t know if it was fear or something else.
Now she really needed to get it off. But couldn’t be rid of the voluminous blue satin.
I shall not be able to sleep tonight thought Alice, unless I can take off this blue dress. At the same time she thought she must get things into proportion. It was a hot night though and the fabric was sticky with sweat. She had to peel it off her legs but it would go no further. She was encased in a cocoon. She must get things into proportion for her bottom half had grown being almost a creature all by itself.
It was another t-party and the grown-ups were carrying on again as if no-one was listening. They were in a circular conversation that washed around a familiar dish only this time Alice’s iniquities were included.
“that young girl has had three children all to different fathers!”
“I found marijuana in my son’s sock drawer”
“What is the world coming to, it gets worse every year”
“They say sodomy’s on the rise!”
“Alice had put buttons on the front of her dress!”
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