FIGHT BETWEEN FATED AND HATED
I said rising to my feet, gesturing at the lace of my corset “Now to more important things, a little help please”
“I thought you'll never ask” She said teasingly, as she began undoing the lace, “You know what Porsha, I don't think you need corsets anymore, your structure is already perfect”
“I know right” I agreed, taking in a deep breath, as she took off the corset, “Tell that to my mom. You know what she always says, right?”
“Beauty is pain. If it's not painful, it's not pretty” We said in unison and immediately burst into laughter.
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