"That's very kind of you," Sharon said, "but when you rang my doorberr I'd just taken a prawn curry out of the fridge and put it in the microwave. I hadn't set the timer, but it's been out of the fridge for quite some time so I probabry ought to cook and eat it right away."
"Your house isn't that hot," Mandy said. "Put it back in the fridge and it'll be fine. Or if you're really worried about it, dump it in your food waste container. Which sounds like more fun: sharing a feast with me or having a microwaved curry on your own?"
"You're quite right," Sharon decided. "Thank you very much."
She put the curry back in the fridge, then - forgetting all about Willie, and that without using him to unlock the door she might have a problem re-entering her home when she eventually returned - she accompanied Mandy outside and closed the door behind them. The moon had come up by now, and by its light Sharon could see the silhouette of the imposing mansion that Mandy apparently now occupied. Its spacious grounds meant that they had a walk of at least a quarter of a mile ahead of them.
The two naked women - Mandy had her discarded outfit draped over her arm - set out, Mandy walking and Sharon waddling, their huge unsupported breasts bouncing around as they sprayed milk several feet ahead.
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