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"Let go of me!" Meghan demanded, shoving at her.
She broke free, and looked down to make sure her shirt hadn't
been torn.
"I mean it, bitch," Kelly growled.
"If he was your boyfriend he wouldn't have asked me out! Now
would he!" Meghan sneered.
"You wave your big tits around in his face any guy's gonna try and grab some," one of the other girls glared.
"I don't wave anything!" Meghan exclaimed.
"Yeah, fat fucking chance!" another girl said, shoving her
from behind.
"Lay off!" Meghan cried, shoving at another of the girls.
"Fucking whore! Think you can go around and steal girls'
boyfriends just because of your fat tits!?"
"I don't!"
Another girl shoved her from behind and she stumbled into another who shoved her back again.