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Chapter 8 by splotch splotch

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Tan lines

Lauren stared in shock. She looked... utterly ridiculous! The bronzer had come out more of an orange. on her skin. Her face was orange, her limbs were orange, her stomach was orange. She looked worse then those hussies on Jersey shore! Her face looked particularly absurd, her pink lips on her orange skin!

Below... things were even worse! She had absurd looking tan lines where her underwear had been. Her breasts and crotch and hips? Jet white. Everything around them was orangish pink! Her little breasts and clean shaven crotch stood out plainly with these clear defined tan lines.

Outraged (and skill naked) Lauren grabbed her phone. Angrily she dialed the salon.

"Hello?" Answered the same receptionist.

"I look ridiculous!" Lauren yelped. The woman on the other end instantly knew who it was.

"Oh no, I'm not going to listen to your complaints!" The receptionist objected. "I warned you, but you wanted it this way!"

With that the receptionist hung up. Hung up on Lauren! She yelled in frustration, throwing her phone down on her bed. The whole point of this tan was she was supposed to go to a beach party! How could she go like this?!

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