I shrugged off my bra straps, then folded the bra neatly, placing it on top of my other clothes. I slipped my panties down to the pavement, and stepped out of them. I folded them, too, although I'm not entirely sure why. Maybe because Mistress always demanded neatness, perfection. I took the note I had so agonizingly written, placed it on top of the pile of clothes on the bench by the
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