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Islandette
She loves wading out into the island waters at dusk, her figure unseen by mortal beings. To our eyes, a wonder of feminine form. In her mind, thoughts of icecream, Hershey bars and thick, salami sandwiches----and the question, "Do I keep this figure and suffer, or do I enjoy life in happy porkitude?"
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