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why your coworker is climbing off your lap in your car.”
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why your coworker is climbing off your lap in your car.”
That was something, at least.
The woman would not look at me. I knew her. Her name was Tessa, and I had met her twice. Once at a company cookout and at a Christmas dinner, where she smiled at me and told me she loved my earrings.
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