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I arrived at the appointed time, got up, rang the bell. I'm waiting. A girl opens the door. As soon as she opened the door, my pulse immediately quickened. The fact is that this girl was wearing a man's T-shirt. A very nice T-shirt. Well, that's it. Nothing else.

– Spt … come on, I may have made a mistake with the apartment– – I was a little confused, looking around and checking the apartment number.

– No, that's right. Are you on a measurement? Come on in–" the girl politely invited. She smiled so pleasantly and took a few steps back.

I didn't feel well at all. That is, of course, good, but not quite. The working mood was completely lost. But I'm an understanding person, everything happens. Therefore, I kindly offered it from the threshold:

– I probably arrived a little earlier, look, if it's inconvenient now, I'll wait, call as soon as you're ready – I'll get up.

– Oh, no, no, it's all right, please come in– – the girl smiled, and walked down the long corridor, completely knocking the ground out from under my feet with her… these… what's their name… In general, the T-shirt was not very short for her.