So, you see a woman like Shirley Lily. Maybe she's at a strip mall, walking back to her car after her weekly visit to the hair salon. She's wearing a button-down blouse. Tight, form-fitting jeans. Not mom jeans at all yet still modest. Flattering. Heels that aren't even close to being fuck-me pumps but are sexy nonetheless. She looks like a respectable woman. She is a respectable woman. But then..