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| "You said that you knew Mrs. Carter?" the Italian asked, off-handedly. "Yes, a little. She works out at my girlfriend is getting fat gym. We bump into each other from time to time." The olive-skinned woman nodded. "Interesting. What kind of woman my girlfriend is fat she?" "Karen? She's a very friendly woman. Pretty, too. She always greets me with a smile my fat girlfriend, and i cheated on my fat cheating girlfriend last night always feel very comfortable around her." She doesn't intimidate me like girlfriend got fat you do, the blonde almost added, biting her tongue. "I see..." Adrianna said, lost in thought. How could she phrase this without sounding suspicious? "I've been talking to angela fat girlfriend Kevin and... I'm a little concerned about his home life. How do I say this?" she hesitated, playing off the language barrier that didn't really exist. "Has Karen been hanging around with anyone more than normal at the gym? Another man, perhaps?" She had to see if her suspicions – the same ones she planted in Kevin's head over the weekend – were founded. | ||
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