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I dusted off a story I wrote years ago and tried to spruce it up. Constrictive criticism is welcomed.
Be warned this is a slow burn with perhaps little payoff. It’s mostly backstory, anticipation, and plays out in as realistic a way as possible…which isn’t always the sexiest I suppose.
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When they moved my team into a new location in the building, it didn’t take long for Liz and I to become friends. Married with an infant nearly the same age as my 2nd child, we had plenty to talk about. Sleep cycles, tummy time, funny kid things, annoying kid things, diapers. Her personality is bubbly I would say, definitely a slow to anger type individual who, although we may complain nonstop, she’s still smiling and laughing.
Liz has a medical condition which forces her into an extremely healthy diet. Because of this diet she is petite, with minimal curves. Still, she has beautiful golden shoulder length hair, pale to fair skin, and a wonderful easy smile.
She wanted to get out of her maternity clothes and was maybe rushing back into her regular clothes but thanks to being a new mother she was filling out her clothes a little more than usual. Mind you she was easily an A cup.