by K.C. Mead-Brewer Steve Johnson The salesman hired his girlfriend to model the chairs, to sit in them not-too-provocatively while people furniture-shopped, but the ploy worked too well. Every chair on the showroom floor loved her right away. Her stark charisma. Her round bottom. The way she tucked her ankles behind their two front legs, teasing her own to spread. “Wait,” said the salesman, “wait,” except his girlfriend was tired of waiting; weeks, and they haven’t even ki