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ngly Kirsty ignored him

“You’re right,” he said “It is hot”

He yanked his jumper up and over his head Kirsty peeked at hiet the wrong idea He had on an old T-shirt with a faded Muddy Waters print It briefly rode up his belly, along with his ju stomach She’d seen it once before when he’d been clad only in a towel, but then she’d been too angry to fully appreciate it She hadn’t seen anything like it since her daysAnd even then, she knew there was a difference Those men wanted the muscles for pretty; Lake wanted to use the Her eyes quickly shot to Lake’s, who cocked his head in acknowledge at him She snapped her head away, only to realise so and she had no idea who it was She skinised the name with relief and put a tick beside it

“I hope you’re paying careful attention,” Lake said with clear aht models”

Kirsty ground her teeth together

There was a coh the doors There was an audible gasp fro suit

“I want to be in the show,” she said as she stomped towards them

“It’s not going to happen,” Lake said

He folded his are, and for a second Kirsty lost her place Then Betty was in front of them—in a swimsuit—and Kirsty was snapped out of her confusion

“It better happen, or you’ll regret it,” she told Lake

“You can’t threaten me You’re Hobbit sized Go away, and put some clothes on while you’re at it”

“There’s nothing wrong with this figure, son” Betty put her hand on her hip and sashayed in front of them

Kirsty’s jaw fell at the sight Just as she realised that Betty still wore her hairnet, Caroline cleared her throat

“You aren’t on the list, Betty You can’t audition”

“Piffle This is age discri to talk to e on the computer and he’ll be up here in no time”