Mrs. Seegler gave me a XXXXL t-shirt that actually tucked into my pants. She said she'd have new brassieres and some cute tops for me in a few days knowing I was in need of some new garments quickly. I had walked to the shoppe so I called my friend to come pick me up. Mrs. Seegler and her friends squeezed me back outside of the place and waited until my ride arrived.
"Thanks for all your help...and sorry about the door frame," I said blushing. "No problem. I needed to get that fixed anyway," Mrs. Seegler smiled, as a blue full-sized Chevy van pulled up to the curb.
