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Valerie ignored her mother and Derek's comments. She'd fuck who she wanted when she wanted. If the person happened to be a Black guy or an Asian guy so be it--but they would never know. Valerie knew who to bring home and who to keep away. She'd never fuck a girl though....She wanted nothing to do with someone who had the same assets she had.<br/>
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When Derek would enter he would see some of her shirts and dresses scattered near the door. "You drank my whiskey and smoked my cigarettes, what now Nazi boy?" she questioned not bothering to look back at him. She yawned into her hand as she searched through her closet still searching for something to wear. Tossing another one of her shirts without bothering to look it landed on Derek's shoulder. Standing by her closet she ran her hands along her waist and stomach. "I'm getting fat.." she murmured softly. Valerie's comment couldn't be further from the truth. With all the sex she had it was virtually impossible for her to gain any weight.... She felt like that anytime she would blow through half of the clothes in her closet and still couldn't find anything to wear. <br/>
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"You think I'm getting fat Derek?" she asked, for once not calling him 'Nazi boy'. Looking back at the older male she turned around fully putting both her hands on her hips. "Tell me the truth..." she said looking at herself in the full body mirror that was next to her door. [/list:u][/list:u]</li>
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