The Manager
The Manager “Jana, which of these do you think is my sluttiest outfit?” Vicky was holding up her little black cocktail dress and her red miniskirt with a white tube top. Jana stared querulously at her roommate. “I don't think I've ever seen you wear the tube top,” she said. “It doesn't look like something you'd wear at all.” Vicky nodded. “I hate it,” she admitted. “It was a gift from an old boyfriend and I wore it once for him and never went out in it. It is sluttier than the dress, isn't...
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