As a world-class sociologist who's almost got a degree from a major university, I can unequivocally state that the scene pictured here will soon dissolve into a lusty, sweaty three-way, and not just because I know this is a scene from a porno movie. The clues are everywhere.
First, the bleached blonde clearly likes showing off her body. Her skirt is short. Her blouse is transparent. Knowing that eventually everyone has to run around their apartment totally naked -- whether finding a spider in the shower, or being awoken by an earthquake -- she opts for curtains that will protect innocent bystanders from her face.
Second, she's definitely not intending to work hard. On a day when sofas and refrigerators need to be lifted, she's put on earrings, a gypsy bracelet, and a puka shell choker. Her bra may be hoisting thirty pounds but she isn't planning to.
Third, the men are obviously just there to have sex. We know they aren't professional movers, because they're not wearing gloves or weight belts, and they're actually lifting furniture rather than asking for a beer or telling the woman that it's going to cost eight times more than their estimate. While the man in front appears to have the stocky muscularity of a moving man, they generally don't start every morning by shaving off all their arm hair. Also, just judging from his muscles, I'd say the man in back hasn't lifted anything heavier than a MacBook and a latté in the last twenty-six years.
Even if they truly are moving men, sex is still in the cards. Like cable installers and UPS delivery men, movers are always players, ready-equipped with lines like, "Well, ma'am, we specialize in packing a whole lotta stuff into little tiny boxes," and what woman can resist a good pun?
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Edifying.
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