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Chapter 7 by leatherslave leatherslave

Will Madame Bertrand find the right words to calm Gretchen down?

She steals Gretchen thunder by not taking her fuss seriously

Gretchen Fischer was just about to give her colleague a lecture when Madame Bertrand forstalled her and said with a mischievous grin:

"But, but my dear Ms. Fischer, where is your bikini?"

Gretchen was about to erupt when the French woman in a perky bandeau bikini beat her again quick-witted

"You forgot to pack one? Come on, we'll just buy you a new one ... you will find the French models much nicer anyway than anything you can get in Germany ..."

With a disarming smile she pulled the thunderous Gretchen with her to the exclusive hotel shop.

The blond German murmuring softly:

"But ... but ... I ..."

Yet a snappy

"Tommyrot! You too can afford that, believe me ..."

put an end to the helpless protest.

What's next?

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