He never bothered me so I was happy. Once in a while I made a loss, just so the bank wouldn't get suspicious and think I was an insider or something. ...The last thing I wanted was an investigation from the authorities in one kind or another.On one occasion when I was a week into the future to pick up another paper I wanted to explore the town a little. Everything looked a little different when you know that you can't be seen. You dare to look intently at any woman that happens to pass by and that. Soon Allison was nearly ten feet across and close to round, her feet just barely touching on either side. She tottered from side to side, her cheeks flushed with exertion and her mouth constantly open, smacking and belching. She was a gassy blue pig-blimp, barely able to waddle, and utterly obsessed with chewing the gum above anything. The loompas gathered on one side, tipping her over, despite Allison’s feeble flapping. One of them took a tag and clipped a livestock tag onto her ear, while a. And the truth be known, the boy was getting to be too good. She knew that having him go about pleasing and worshiping her body, and having her to wait for the lesson to be done with before she could alleviate her pent up yearnings and desires. It was getting to be too much. No, that will no longer work. She concluded. It was becoming sheer torture. She knew she needed to attain some more immediate relief, but that still didn’t mean she wanted to divert from her carefully laid out plans. So she. The store carries nice, affordable clothes from a French clothing designer and was having a 50% off sale. I entered the store and picked up a shirt when I heard (and then saw) the store clerk, a late 30s-something woman. She asked me what size I wear and told me that most of the store's clothing was subject to the discount. She was the only one working there and I was the only customer. I noted that she was pretty, French, and wearing a loose, large T-shirt, that left me wondering whether she.