We walk past Ann Summers and he begs to go in. I tell him they just don’t make clothes for bigger girls. I want to get some outfits that make the mo...t of my wonderful curvy body – I know that’s why he’s with me. I take him to a small shop up one of the side streets. It looks like any of the other standard underwear shops and we go in. I smile at the assistance and she says ‘hello again – is there anything I can help you with?’. I say I’m fine, I know where I am going and what I am looking for.. ************************************************* Editor’s Note: This is the fifth chapter of the parts expunged from the published Gulliver’s Travels. Chapter Five — Griselda conveys me to the trial. The trumpeters assail my hearing. The prisoners and their guards enter. The steaming cauldron is a warning. The traitors plead and the King decrees their several fates. Griselda places me in an embarrassing situation. — I awoke to find that my dream had turned to near reality. Griselda was. And no, I was not a lesbian, and neither is Kitty there. But we mostly had relationships with other girls for various reasons. No chance of disease or pregnancy, and since we were all ‘friends with benefits’, no real jealousy or possessiveness if we wanted to see somebody else, or decided to move on.”Mark raised his eyebrow again, and chuckled, saying “Well, Kitty seems to be over that now.” Karen looked over to the far side of the booth, and had to agree. Mike and her were still busy making. We both looked over to see her long legs stretching out, coming down one step at a time.As she got further down it was clear she intended to keep the bet. Dressed to impress, Beth rounded the bottom of the stairs and walked towards us. Our mouths dropped open.She was dressed in a black lace body that ran high on the waist, showing off the full curve of her hips. The lace wove intricately over her body, her breasts cupped in lace, perfectly round and firm.Her nipples were erect and pressing.