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The twin metal shards beneath my heel clatter discordantly down the concrete steps and onto the platform, their normal staccato rhythm off-beat and out of time. Carefully I place one foot the required 6 inches before its partner in a perfectly straight line willing my hips to wiggle and my pert, toned buttocks to undulate seductively beneath my fitted skirt.

Gradually, I make my progression amongst the assembled throng, my feverish eyes darting hither and thither, fine strands of normally obedient hair falling unwanted across my heated cheeks, one hand clutching tightly at the shoulder strap of my handbag as the fingers of its opposite twist at the lining of my jacket pocket.

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