Gretchen comes out into the hallway, and the lighting there makes it look as if she's wearing sheer white hose. Pale, muscular legs. Nothing better. Pacing, her leg muscles bulge every which way. Then she turns and goes slowly down the hall, passing under one set of fluorescent lights after another, her high heels thumping on the old tile. As she walks, it occurs to you that you'd follow a woman with legs like hers...anywhere. And at the end of the hall, she turns and back down and hall into the office she goes, passing through the foyer, walking on the oriental rug, then taking a seat at the ...
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Gretchen comes out into the hallway, and the lighting there makes it look as if she's wearing sheer white hose. Pale, muscular legs. Nothing better. Pacing, her leg muscles bulge every which way. Then she turns and goes slowly down the hall, passing under one set of fluorescent lights after another, her high heels thumping on the old tile. As she walks, it occurs to you that you'd follow a woman with legs like hers...anywhere. And at the end of the hall, she turns and back down and hall into the office she goes, passing through the foyer, walking on the oriental rug, then taking a seat at the ...