One of her apartment enemies Brad

Brad quickly went and got his friend Liam. Liam couldn't believe their luck; they had hit the jackpot; they knew it was possible Lauren could return at any moment. They got inside the apartment and had come with a clear intention: to trash the place. Lauren had fucked things up for Tommy, and they were ready for ****.

The apartment was neat and tastefully decorated—nothing like there's, which was always like a pigsty. They moved through the living room.

“Let’s start in the bedroom,” Liam suggested, smirking.

They pushed open the door to Lauren's bedroom. It was as tidy as the rest of the apartment, with a big bed, a well-organised dresser, and a massive wardrobe. Brad suggested they take a quick look for jewellery.

"That bitch will have some fancy things; we may as well make some cash too; then we smash the place up.

As they rummaged through her things, Liam, for a laugh, lifted one of her bras and hung it up to Brad. He looked surprised and said, "Hang on, let's see that."

He pulled out huge bra inserts and said, "Look at that; it seems that little bitch is actually on the very small side." They both laughed and rummaged some more, and they found even more secrets, finding more shapewear designed to enhance and alter her figure.

Liam laughed, "Look at all these corsets and bodysuits; she's got all sorts here and lots of them. I bet she's got a big fucking belly that she hides."

Brad then had an idea, "hey, how about rather than smashing the place up, we could humiliate the little snob instead?".

Liam smiled and said "what do you mean?".