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Exhibitionist

I jumped to the conclusion that the lad re-installing our bath must surely be high. He wouldn’t look at me when I asked him questions (really exciting questions, such as “are there any cleaning products I should avoid?”), handed the under-the-house key to his colleague while staring at his boots to give back to me even though I was standing right there, and then bid a hasty retreat to his van. As I helped Amy wash her hands just after they left while tutting about high tradies, I glanced in the mirror and saw my shirt was unbuttoned to the naval.

I haven’t been this much of an exhibitionist since University!

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Some days I dream of greatness. Other days I just want to make it to bedtime without getting anything gross on me. Follow me over on Facebook.com/mcpikelets

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