You're insulting my intelligence, creativity and imagination by going out to clubs/bars wearing hardly any clothes.
Back when the clear majority wore actual clothing and less skin was on offer, we would have to talk, make conversation in order to slowly peel the layers, literally. We had no idea what the hell you looked like underneath that frock, so we'd have to pretend to be interested to get into the knickers. Now, we can see the knickers without the invitation.
If we can tell whether talcum powder was used on the upper inside thigh or not then there has to be a problem.
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