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Staring off into space, her mind doing a mile a minute, Peg hangs up the phone.  The same young couple she'd been dealing with, time and time again coming off as just a couple of freeloaders, want to have another look at the 'Brady Bunch' house.  And they want to see it ASAP.

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With no time to return home and change, Peg gets up from her desk and strides into the office's back room, pulling her pink turtleneck over her head as she does so.  Ever the business conscious woman, Peg always keeps a couple of spare dress-suit and pants-suit combos at the office for just such an event.  Holding up a couple of dry-cleaner bagged option in front of her...deciding on whether to go for the full-on, woman-of the-90s professional look or something that's easy of remove...Peg looks down and notices an all-too-familiar gym bag sitting on the floor.

Setting the bagged garments aside, Peg kneels down and begins to rifle through the duffel, a little smirk forming in the corner of her mouth.

Peg: (thinking) Jebus, Peggy.  Why didn't you think of that before?

Read the story and see what Peg's got in store for her customers at the $5 tier level.  :D

Original Art by Chancero

Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2

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