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Keith These charity events are so boring, under normal circumstances. But I had a lovely little surprise on my arm in the person of Julianna Potter. She stepped out of her apartment looking like a goddess. The shy, mute cleaning lady had been replaced by a honey-skinned vixen in a white dress that was anything but innocent. The deep v-neck gave me a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage, and the short skirt made her tanned legs look long and enticing. It was a little unnerving actually, how much she looked like Melayia. Only she lacked the confidence and self-assurance that her sister had possessed. I watched her discretely as we went around the room, doing the usual schmoozing that is required at these events. I suppose it was easy for her, being mute. All she had to do was smil