Kimber Chin

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“You’re sure you can’t see it?” Anne circled in front of the mirror, trying to check out her own butt. The garter belt felt strange under her pleated skirt, but oh, it was so cool on her skin. No sausage legs.

“I’m sure, Annie Bananie. I swear, girl, you worry more than my Aunt Gladys.” Stanley puffed from the chair.

Anne frowned at her friend. “Wouldn’t be hard to do. Isn’t your Aunt Gladys dead?”

A roll of his lined eyes. “Must you take everything literally, sweetie?”

“Must you never take anything seriously?” Anne started circling again, smoothing her hands over the skirt. “You’re sure you can’t see it?”

“Annie Pigeon.” She groaned at Stanley’s use of her dad’s nickname for her. “You’re making me dizzy. Sit that streetwalker a$$ down.”

She did that, flopping in the stuffing deprived chair beside him. “You really think I look like a streetwalker?”

“Annie!” A wail from her friend.

That must mean he had been joking. “Well, this is for my first day at work. I can’t afford to make a bad impression.”

“You look fine, Annie Demandie.” He patted her hand. “Boring actually. No one will know under that black suit, you’ve got hooker legs.”

“Good.” Or she thought that was good. Hooker legs? “At least I’ll look like I know what I’m doing.” That was a start.

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Wearing a suit does not mean
becoming a corporate clone.

This handsome man
I spotted in Nassau
has kept his dreads
(pulled back)
and his beard
(neatly trimmed)
and looks wonderfully appropriate.
I’ll even forgive him his beat up bag
because the rest of him looks so spiffy.
That peach shirt?
Yum.

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