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“You have got to help me.” Alison begged Ellie. “I hate skirts and dresses. They always make my ass look huge and that makes my breasts look even smaller.”
“I’m glad to see you’ve changed your mind about Harker.” Ellie grabbed Alison’s hand and led her out of that store and toward a different one.
“Changed my mind? What are you talking about?”
“You want to look nice for him.” Ellie smiled. “I get it but trust me, I think Harker likes how you look.”
“Hardly.” Alison’s spirits, already low from not finding anything that didn’t make her look like a pear, just became subterranean.
“Why do you think that and don’t take how eager he was to get out of here as an indication. Men, especially ones like him, hate to shop.”
“Even I know that.” She truly wasn’t offended that he’d pract
