Somehow, she just knew that the senator was a sleaze-bag. Maybe it was the not-quite-but-almost objectionable way he
managed to touch whilst shaking hands, or maybe it was his shaky voting record in the house. The rumours around the press corps
was that he did all manner of beastly kinky things to girls in hotel rooms. Of course, to a crusading journalist like Miss Anderssen, that was akin to showing a red rag to a bull! She was going to find out his secrets, once and for all... she would dress up in
her slinkiest satin outfit, slip into his hotel and knock on his door and see whether or not he'd treat her honourably...
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