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Monday, November 28, 2005

She totters back over to us (it is clear that she is unused to high heels) and I see that I was correct about the length of her skirt - it doesn't cover the tops of the stockings, and barely covers her genitals. And it appears she has the same problem I have with some of my skirts. It is riding up as she walks.

She reaches our table and asks if you would like more coffee. After she pours the coffee for you, and you have her sit next to you in the chair, I request and get your permission to excuse myself.

As I head for the ladies room, I hear you talking to Janice about her next assignment and I turn to see her kneel on the floor beside you, hands behind her head.

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