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y'know how in magazines, they'll celebrate women with 'curves' and call them 'real women'? yeah, fuck that. every single body is a real one. whether you're skinny or curvy or whatever, pretty sure you have a r e a l body, and that's what's beautiful. i hate this "real women" shit. you're a woman? you're real. that's it. it isn't the shape of your body that makes you real, it's the fact that you're alive and breathing with a beating heart that makes you real.
"Would you mind watching the shop today? I have to meet with Andrew's potential pre-K teacher."
“No problem!” Lily was eager to pull her weight, nodding. “Of course I can, I mean. Not a problem at all. Anything else?"
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she hesitated as she neared the door to her son's home, the woman more than nervous; words would never do her emotions justice in that moment. however, maria finally rea- ched her arm out and knocked on the door with her petite fist, quickly straightening up and waiting for someone to answer.
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"I think so too," Val agreed, still a bit shocked that Andrew had made it to see the ball drop. He’d probably crash soon though with the excitement coming to an end. "Got any resolutions?"
Steve grinned. He wouldn't be all that surprised if Andrew passed out soon, but he was glad the kiddo had managed to stay up to see everything. He gave Valerie a shrug and a chuckle. "A couple," he admitted. "I'd like to spend a little more time with my drawing. What about you?"
"Happy New Year!"
Anyone who puts a "Happy New Years" in my ask box gets a kiss from my muse
Dropping down, Steve pressed a kiss to Valerie's forehead, then he reached down and ruffled Andrew's hair. "Happy New Year. I think it's gonna be a good one."
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"What? What does that mean? It's just a jumble of letters. Trust me, there is no pattern."
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They really shouldn’t as there were most likely cameras watching their every move. And what if someone got on while they were still on each other? Then again, that strong desire for Tony was getting harder to ignore. “Then why did you start it?”
Because he was greedy. Because he wanted to. And maybe a little bit because of the fact he'd had a few drinks that night. It had been another Stark gala, but he'd been so stressed and anxious for the speech he'd had to give — Tony Stark anxi- ous and nervous? Never. — that he'd downed a few glasses of scotch ahead of ti- me. And now they were riding back up to the penthouse of the tower, the hours la- te, and the man tipsy. "Because you're beautiful and tempting... That okay?" Kiss- ing and pushing her a bit harder against the wall of the elevator, he groaned.