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I was outside wiping my car with a damp cloth getting the dust off the paint when Gladys came out. She stood on the porch in the sunlight. “Well, what do you think?” I whistled a loud wolf whistle at her as I stood admiring her. “You look fantastic, god, all that just to deceive an old fart!” I said looking at her approvingly, also checking for any flaws. The only thing I could see wrong was the yellow dress needed a slip underneath, I could make out the outline of her underwear effortlessly. Just the slightest