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The trouble with wearing someone else's armour, Astra reflected as she and
Velus continued onwards, was that metal - unlike cloth, for instance - had
no elasticity to it whatsoever. Fortunately Fred had been almost exactly
the same height as she was, but his armour was too big round the waist.
More seriously, it was slightly too small in a couple of other places, so
that it rubbed uncomfortably against her breasts and buttocks with every
step that she took. I shouldn't have let myself be put off from wearing
Fred's underwear by its greyness, she thought. At least it would
have protected me from the chafing to some extent.
But such thoughts were chased from her mind when, on rounding a corner in the tunnel, they encountered the supposedly dead Lord Fred himself!
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