Written September 2001
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Madeline studied her appearance in the mirror. She patted down her hair, then fluffed it. It simply refused to obey.
Oh, God, she realized, I’m primping. Disgusted with herself, she turned away from the mirror. Why bother? It’s just Paul.
Lately, she found herself dissatisfied with her appearance. She wanted to make him breathless with her beauty. And until her unruly hair would stop sticking out in every direction, she would have to primp.
Oh hell, she thought as she unbuttoned her shirt until she revealed an ample amount of cleavage. She’d capture his attention with or without perfect hair.