Dear Mr. Boss

After taking my shower, I walked into the room of my best friend, Jessica, while wrapped in a towel. I placed a selection of underwear on the bed and asked her which would suit my new red dress. But I heard no response from Jessica. Instead, I heard a deep voice of a man from Jessica’s cell phone. “I think the black one suits better,” the man said.

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