My breathe freezes in my lungs as the young tailor and I stare at each other, neither of us blinking.
I mean, I am not someone who can claim anything close to the dangerous curves of a temptress, but I am decidedly a girl. Like my mom, I have smaller breasts, but my waist is small and my hips are far from narrow.
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