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i accidentally wrote too long at first.
she constantly pulls my shirt up because she can see cleavage. it's not trashy cleavage either. just a lil. and i told her that. i said "cleavage is good for biz" and she said "you have to be careful" . err okay.
the guy (another boss of a sister company) who runs the hospice didn't like the side of my leg when i sat and crossed my legs. it made him "feel uncomfortable".
i asked my dad if my clothes were inappropriate.. and he said... "that man is obviously a fag".
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