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Permanent Visitor
As usual, it was my mouth that got me into trouble. I shouldn’t have even been home that day. But, I woke up with the runs and called in sick. By noon, I was feeling fine and regretting the waste of a precious sick day. So, on a bright, shiny Tuesday afternoon, my doorbell rang, and I was actually there to answer it. She was panting and sweaty when I answered the door. Her shorts – Daisy Duke short – were grimy, but her cream-colored t-shirt (also short) was clean. As soon as the door opened,...