'Bitch,' the lady muttered to herself when the girl suddenly appeared from behind the column walking next to the hunky athlete she had spotted only a few seconds earlier. Her fantasy of some kind of encounter and romance vanished in a split second. While taking another bite of tortilla, she watched the girl cross the street with him. With a slightly despising smirk, she noticed the girl had prominent love handles and thought that too often in their conversation, she looked at him with an open-legs smile. She seemed to want to chew his lips when he spoke to her. 'Slut,' the lady thought to herself as she got a sip of coffee into her still full mouth, and turned to look elsewhere through the other window.
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