Beverly was really more than plump, she was fat. At 180lbs and towering 5'11" over the fallen Twilight, she was big. Unattractive rolls bulged through her at least one size too small powder blue minidress. Tons of makeup hid what was actuall a very pretty face. Her long fingernail pointed at Twilight, "You f**king bitch. I remember you busting my pimp and having me thrown in the slammer. She stepped over Twilight's form carefully placing her six-inch high heels over Lady Twilight's wrists firmly pinning them to the hard sidewalk. She looked down at the helpless heroine.

What do you do now?

	Twilight tries to escape from Beverly.
	Twilight begins silently crying and submits to the Hooker's mercy.

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