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December 28, 2007
A tiny, mesmerizing sliver of skin was visible between the lacy tops of her stockings and the bottom of her skirt. She had obviously spent a long time at home creating this effect, and it had paid off -- a swarm of guys surrounded her and eagerly fought for her attention.

From the edge of the bar it was impossible to know what they were saying, but it was easy to guess. They had all rehearsed their parts carefully, and they performed them without spontaneity or creativity. She touched their arms, gave them coy looks, and giggled when they spoke.