The window next to hers was the laundry room. She usually did hers in a towel, and frequently had to open and readjust, again facing the window. It was a bit awkward when I ran into her in the alley one day taking out the trash, but I don't think she even understood. This page is best viewed with the latest version of the Netscape or Microsoft Internet Explorer browser. LeisureSuit Media, LLC, All Rights Reserved.
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