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A few years ago, I worked with a beautiful young, divorced lady. Ann had long blonde hair, was 5’10”, slender, and had legs that went on forever. She always wore 4″ heals and skirts that were dangerously short. In the mornings she would come into my office and we would do a “skirt check.” She would stand by my desk and see if the hem of her skirt would touch the top of my desk. More often than not, the hem of her skirt was higher than the top of my desk.
After her skirt check,