Karina looked at the crowd and they looked back. Some had the rose-pink cheeks (the cheeks on your face!) like she did, but others covered their mouths or covered their children’s eyes from the double-D action she was showing everyone. Her underwear was lost in the dress, wherever that was. She abruptly glanced around to her left and life to realize that a TV station was broadcasting the circus performance but instead of actually keeping a camera pointed at the lion in a far-off cage, it was pointing directly at her. As if that wasn’t bad enough; laughter broke out. At first it was just one lousy teenager laughing with his friends but then it was the crowd: the entire crowd. She casted a glance at the dumbfounded, embarrassed but still-handsome Tom who was gawking at her. Did he like what he saw? Was he afraid of what he was looking at?
She crossed her legs and quickly used one arm to try to cover her breasts but really, with one’s that fit a double-D bra, it just wasn’t possibly. Her legs began to tremble and she couldn’t help but to let a nervous, frightful tear slip down her face. Sweat trickled down her face in the warm, summer heat. The magician just looked at her wide-eyed and mouthed the word “Run”. She did: she ran as fast as her chubby legs would take her.
Karina ran past the cotton-candy booth and found that the children dropped whatever they were holding, parents were yelling, and old people just stood confused as she ran past them towards the Mr. Bob’s. She began knocking on a door.
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