The next day was raining, as it often is in Seattle. But unlike the rain back home, this was a cold rain-one you didn't want to spend too much time in. Not having an umbrella or even a decent raincoat, I ran from the cab in my very short black knit dress and high heels like I had been ordered to wear. I clung to my dress coat, feeling my breasts bouncing in the low cut material of my dress.
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