"Va bene, va bene. Allo, allo..." Winifred said, flexing her voice as she looked through her papers, looking for the newest piece she wrote "Aha, this one." Winifred then placed a piece of paper on the stand before putting on the headphones and turning on the microphone. Suddenly the room filled with music, trumpets rise in procession, ending with a cymbal crash "I'm a woman as big as a house, yes sir!" Winnie sang, pulling her dress up a little, holding the extra stretch of fabric to her side "I'm as big as a two family house with a porch and a fence. They won't believe it when they look at me!" Winifred smiled, this was it, this was her, not some upstanding Duchess, but well... her "Enormous, tremendous, colossal, immense! Why try to deny it? I'm just what he likes. If I go on I diet, he's on strike!" Love, this is what Winifred would describe as Love, to be here, her hips swaying as she sang and not stuffed in some fancy mansion with a dying old man that didn't love her "I'm exactly like a watermelon, big round and sweet! In a fancy, I may be quite the mess but he likes me a lot so what if I'm not so neat?" Winifred took a quick breath, the short moment feeling like a thousand hours, this is her favorite part "The bigger the figure, the better the lover. The better the feeder, the better the feeder the better the figure, the better the figure, the more he can Love!!"