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  <title>Men don&apos;t notice things. (Test Scene.)</title>
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  <description>Wednesday she&apos;d shown up in black catsuit with neon yellow trim and boots to match.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday it was a neon yellow catsuit with black trim and boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hank...hadn&apos;t noticed the difference.&amp;#160; In fact, he&apos;d barely lifted his head from god-knows-what he was doing when she had walked into the room.&amp;#160; Not that that was terribly unusual but it was infuriating just the same.&amp;#160; She was trying, and very hard mind you, to get his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How else was she going to flirt with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the parade of costumes continued.&amp;#160; Her more traditional uniform, then one that was pretty much a competitive Speedo worn with fishnets, a latex bodysuit she trimmed with feathers...the longer the ignorance lasted, the more crazy the outfits became.&amp;#160; Three weeks in, though, she&apos;d had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strutting in this morning Janet was determined to get his attention.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Good morning, Hank.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grinned, posed a bit, and waited for him to look up and get an eyeful of bra, panties and...nothing else.</description>
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