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Finding Love On A Bus
For several months now I had been fixated by the woman on the bus--always the same bus, there was only one every half hour. I had first noticed her smart business-like appearance; she always had a very expensive-looking suit on. By now, I had counted somewhere around fifteen different suits, or combinations. She always had tights or stockings with gorgeous high-heel shoes. I knew she sometimes wore stockings because I saw the top of one when she was in the middle of rising from her seat and the...
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