Cor! Wot a brazen proposition, Liz! I 'ope you ain't of the married disposition loik I am, and if you are, then I 'opes your 'usband ain't readin' this 'ere fread. If 'e is, 'e's going to be right upset wif you! This Peace lad, 'e's a bit of all right, I'm sure, but I'd not be offerin' me bed to 'im sight unseen even if I was single and fancy free. No indeed. I was brought up in 'Ull by decent God-fearin' folk. Not them rich toffs neither, but 'ard-workin' British middle class. The kind wot beat Jerry in the Blitz. And you'll not attract 'im by sayin' you 'ave "teacups", pity's sakes! They must be tiny. I've got D cups, and I ain't ashamed to say it. If I was you, girl, I'd look into gettin' some of them implants. It's never too late, and it's money well spent in my opinion.
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