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Two months, and she prepared a special dinner for us. I know she was a bit depressed, and she needed that special night.

I felt a bit guilty. She was telling me about how her application for modelling in an important clothes brand was rejected, and how her

actual conctractors (a local swimwear brand) fired her.

She was sad, she needed me and all I thought about was "How can I use this to make her gain weight?" I brought her cake.

During the dinner, I watched how she played with the food, like she hadn't any appetite at all. When we were done, I placed a huge slice

of cake in a plate, and asked her to tell me everything that was in her mind while eating.

I didn't hear a thing. I just loved how she stuffed cake in her mouth, and how heavily she swallowed it...

When she was done, we made love.