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It was a really bad day I couldn’t believe how it was going. I had grabbed my suitcase for the Community Fundraiser weekend and rushed to catch my flight. I barely made the boarding then midflight the flight attendant spilled cranberry juice down the front of my beautiful winter white sweater and pants. I made it to the hotel with 20 minutes until the opening gala. I unzipped my bag and to my horror it was filled with nothing but my teenage niece’s clothes.  I had 4 t-shirts all x-small, a black plaid skirt, a red plaid skirt and a pair of skimpy shorts or a pair of skinny jeans that there was no hope of me fitting into.  I had to make an impossible choice.

I stretched the tiny t-shirt over my big breasts leaving 3 inches of my stomach exposed with the black plaid skirt and my own black stockings and heels. I hurried downstairs to the ballroom and when I walked in it was humiliating everyone else in their semi-formal attire and I in my punk rock chic. I received at least 30 offers from men to join them in their room and twice that many lectures on how inappropriate my outfit was from the women there. In the end I ended up sleeping with the chairwoman’s husband and her son so while my attire wasn’t appropriate it did raise quite a bit of attention and more than a few donations to our local food bank fund.

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