Tracy Plud 2 Ch 2 Angela
Angela stepped off the curb and crossed her way over to the park. It was a warm, yet somewhat muggy night, which was uncommon for mid-April. Her long shirt hung widely and low which accentuated the width of her hips, but concealed the pudge of her belly that protruded over and rested on top of her waist. The way everything under her shirt appeared outwardly hid the most recent changes in the way her girth was presented. She wasn’t exactly happy with her new appearance over the last couple...