#163887 - “Belle, don’t you want to be—” “No!” she yelled again, fumbling with the handle of the front door, blinded by her own tears. The climax, if only for that brief time, transported Belle from her mouldy, three-roomed flat to a world in which she felt no shame, no self-loathing—a world in which she felt truly sexy, and genuinely proud of who and what she was. The door closed behind Belle and she jumped at noticing the tall, scruffy man with the thick, brown beard who had silently followed them in carrying a small digital camcorder.
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