This reminds me of my very first investigation. The impressions mean everything one. Some of you know where I'm coming from! So anyways, it was really hot in this house and Phyllis was going to take off her sweater. She feared, however, that her shirt would come off as she was doing that, so she had me turn out...conveniently in front of a mirror. I saw it all...and I'm not complaining!
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