He'd been using more muscles than I had. Richard's voice, God, Anita, God. I think I would have turned back to Primo, but I was suddenly looking at Jean-Claude, and the world vanished. I was so not wearing enough underwear, or enough skirt.
Besides, if I put him on the spot about the door, it would have given his coworkers more to tease him about, and I didn't want that. I'm just impossible to get along with, aren't I? Not impossible, but not exactly easy either. I can't do this. You need to go home, Richard.
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