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'Men are useless!' declared Maria as she twirled about in front of the mirror for the hundredth time that day. 'They lie, they cheat and a man could never give me a decent opinion of what this dress looks like on me!'

Lynn just laughed at her friends words, as she'd learnt years ago never to take her too literally. Anything Maria said after she'd just been dumped or stood up was generally a man-hating rant that could last a whole week, which Lynn always thought ironic as Maria's main goal in life seemed to be chasing men. Maria was never without a handsome man on her arm and that wasn't surprising considering her curvaceous figure, shoulder length platinum blonde hair and olive skin that set off her entrancing blue eyes perfectly.

'No! I'm being serious! I mean, what do you think of this dress?' she pouted.

'You know it looks stunning on you. You don't need me to tell you that!' Lynn laughed.

She knew her friend well and there was nothing Maria loved more than being told how lovely she looked.

'Thanks,' she grinned. 'You know this is exactly what I mean about men! You can give me a good answer, unlike a man. Watch,' she protested gesturing to an ash blonde, well built man to come over. 'What do you think of this dress on me?'

'Yeah ... it's real nice, love.' He said moving his eyes up and down her. 'Looks real nice round the back too.' He winked, eyeing her up from behind.

'Men! Bloody men!' she screamed storming back into the changing room, leaving the stunned man to face the thunderous look that his wife was now giving him from the other side of the shop.