I think you'll like this story. It's a funny twist on prejudice.
The young lady sat there on her little island of nothingness, brushing her jet black hair and looking incredibly bored while doing it. Every so often, her boredom would be interrupted with actually having to execute the duties she was hired for.
Most of the time these encounters would always go the same way. She would make an exaggerated show of throwing her brush down, flipping her hair, sighing heavily, then standing up to flash the attributes (with bra intact) that God had graced her with.
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