"Of Of course I have the perfect figure. The perfect figure for me. What you've never understood, was that size doesn't matter. We're all built differently. If we weren't we'd be interchangeable." She stepped into the changing room.

She stood by Laura and they both gazed into the mirror. Each woman studied her own unique figure. they noticed as if they were different but also how they were the same.

Laura decided that she was going to buy the little outfit she wore. It didn't matter that no one else would see it she knew that it would be there. she knew that it would make her feel strong, sexy and desirable.

It would remind her every time she wore it that size doesn't matter.

She smiled at Georgia in the mirror. "I wonder how many colors they have. Think I can get a different color for it every day of the week?"