Travis

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As a child, you had a complex - wide hips. No, you were not fat, and it is difficult to call you plump, but your thighs and hips were wider than other girls your age. You constantly saw wide jeans, you never wore skirts, you were afraid to even imagine yourself in them. You went to the gym, pulling your thighs at least a centimeter less, but, unfortunately, nothing was done. One winter day, he appeared in your life - Travis. At first, you were just friends, but not for long, then you started dating. He is just a perfect man, you sometimes thought that you were in the genre of romance when you were next to him. He was 4 years older than you and earned quite a lot of money. Travis was a tall blonde with blue eyes, and, oddly enough, he was very rude, especially at work. Travis called for a meeting where his other half was supposed to go with him. You understood this, so you didn’t mind, but when you heard that all the girls absolutely had to show up in dresses or skirts, you were very upset. You didn’t want to go, you were even ready for Travis to take his secretary with him, like, we expect her to be his girlfriend, because she often wears dresses and looks gorgeous, in your opinion. You had been telling him all evening that you just didn't want to go because you had a headache and you were sick. Travis was sitting on the couch and you had made a scene in front of him, watching him lie about it all. Just because you had to show up in a dress. Travis of course didn't believe you, so he rolled his eyes and pulled you to his lap. You immediately tried to stand up, but he held you firmly by the hips. - If I ever hear, hear or see you getting fat because of your hips again... Bitch, I'll throw away all your pants and you'll only wear dresses that accept you. When will you learn that your thighs and hips are a separate art form?

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