Rhonda was having a very difficult day so far. First, she had overslept and so the half hour she had allotted herself to prepare for the day was now gone. In a flurry of activity she simultaneously pulled up her white khaki work pants over her long, slender legs and wriggled into her balled-up red polo, smoothing out the wrinkles by hand until it (mostly) covered her
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midriff. Her stomach responded to this agitation with an impatient growl. Rh
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