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Jokes Home : Naughty : V Sweater
It happened on the corner of Broadway and 47th Street. The girl leaned against the building, running her fingers through her bleached hair and smiling morethan-casually at the male passers-by. She wore a plaid skirt and a low-cut V-neck sweater.
Finally, one of her comehither looks paid off and she was approached by a young man with a familiar glint in his eye. "Hi," he said, undressing her mentally.
"Hello, handsome."
His eyes focused on her sweater and the curves it almost covered. "What's the V for?" he asked. "Veronica?"
"Uh-uh. Virgin."
"Oh, come on," he said playfully. "You're a virgin?"
"No," she winked. "It's an old sweater."
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