As she watched Maureen drive off in her Mazda, Liz gave a fist pump. It was hard to believe that Maureen had once more given her the chance to go out with Roger and then sleep with him. Once she lost sight of the car she returned inside and went straight back to Liz’s bedroom.
There she got out of the frumpy clothes that the real Maureen had been wearing and changed to slightly more stylish black slacks with a white T over which she wore a blue floral overshirt. She also changed to modest heels. She was already tall but needed to maximise her height to account for her large diameter. If she had to visit the travel agent she wanted to make this body look as stylish as she could.
After fixing her hair and applying Maureen’s make-up she got into Maureen’s old ford and headed into town.
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Meanwhile Liz was on the road out of town. She had decided that she was not going to waste her day as a young woman. She was heading for the beach. Once she figured she was far enough away from her home suburb that the chances of meeting anyone who knew Kirsty was low, she pulled into a mall and went to find a clothing store. She purchased a wide brimmed hat, a lilac bikini that looked to be the correct size, some flip flops and a beach towel.
Forty minutes later she found a parking spot near some change rooms by the beach. Soon after admiring her slim figure in the change room mirrors a young blonde in a brief bikini wandered down to the beach. She found a spot on the sand near a bunch of college students playing beach volleyball. As she hoped she soon got the attention of the young males and was asked whether she wanted to join their game. Having played volleyball as a teenager Maureen readily agreed