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Ture Story - My Young Colleague - Part 2

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago

This now felt different.

Our shared space now including planning and logistics, that tacit erotic agreement having to take on the everyday indignities brought by carried secrets.

We chose for the venue the city centre bar where we first spoke, perhaps a sentimental choice, the mood already established. Not a quiet bar though, not very secret, maybe we were hedging a little.

I simply needed to see her, thinking that even to lay my eyes on her face would be enough for me. To see the glint in those feline eyes all I needed to survive another day.

I made some excuse of a social event but otherwise my preparations cavalier and lacking the care I should have applied.

She was quiet, agreeing, answering but withdrawn.

I was to arrive first, get a table and survey the scene.

It was averagely busy for a weekday holiday evening, I didn't know anyone and I chose a seat in a reasonably quiet space but not totally alone. That hedging again?

She arrived late, looking far beyond anything a had allowed myself to imagine. She floated from the door towards to bar. I could see her but she hasn't seen me yet. Again, she seemed to prefer lighter clothing to offset her dark features and I felt her to be glowing, otherworldly almost. Her face framed by her lustrous hair, her lips with a slight sheen - I noticed that. Radiant, young, vibrant.

I felt suddenly inadequate, old. These pangs I tried to suppress, keep my composure, I was in control. Surely I was.

I caught her attention and she came towards me, eyes dating to either side, frowning - she didn't like the seat I had chosen.

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By *lderWiserNowMan
15 weeks ago

Kettrin

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago

Wonderful typo to help it stand out..

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By *ornybarMan
15 weeks ago

clonmel

👍

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By *ary1001xMan
15 weeks ago

Hillsborough

brilliant

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By *om_xMan
15 weeks ago

Exeter

Can forgive those typos with such an excellent recollection 👏

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By *rSteel95Man
15 weeks ago

N.Somerset

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By *itboyslim2Man
15 weeks ago

stevenage

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By *k8888GLWWoman
15 weeks ago

Glasgow

So well written!

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By *j and c 2Couple
15 weeks ago

mullingar

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By *eter4383Man
15 weeks ago

Norfolk

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By *lli_sissyTV/TS
15 weeks ago

Cambridge

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By *ral4fun69Man
15 weeks ago

Near Warrington

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By *undayfunWoman
15 weeks ago

Peterborough

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By *akedMMan
15 weeks ago

Witney

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By *J GeminiTV/TS
15 weeks ago

Northumberland

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By *otonfoxMan
15 weeks ago

Southampton

Intriguing

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By *ongbowmanMan
15 weeks ago

Grantham

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By *peedy74Man
15 weeks ago

Thame

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By *j47Man
15 weeks ago

limerick

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By *espect11Man
15 weeks ago

EK

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago

I took the suggestion of her eyes seriously, rose, welcomed her with a smile, and led her to the back of the bar to a small single table where we seated ourselves. She looking back towards the bar, me with my back to everyone.

There was a small glass bottle with a fresh flower on the table and I brought a bottle of white wine from the bar to complete the scene.

We sat smiling - but in a sort of stunned silence. This was different.

The conversation, when it came, was a little stop start to begin with, she had closed up it seemed and she even said she nearly hadn't come. She surprised herself by doing do, having spent the large part of the day composing a message telling me this was impossible and wrong. But it was never sent.

I became cautious at this, realising how fragile our bond might be.

Her long hair was failing over her shoulders and over the thin straps of her top, which itself was falling over her small, near completely hidden breasts, her nipples, I speculated, nestling warmly under those thick curls.

We drank the wine. Then more. Our nervousness expressed through excess. I was worried she was beginning to get d*unk, I insisted she drink water a while, she scolded me for my paternalism, but she drank the water.

The conversation was on ourselves endlessly, replaying earlier moments, enjoying our different perspectives on the same thing. And yes, she knew the story read at the Xmas party was somehow about her but she barely heard the words as she felt like everyone must know and she had flushed when I was reading. She couldn't look at me she said, in case she was discovered.

The energy and tension between us rose, the small square table with it's sharp edges had become an annoyance.

She began to resist vocally the idea of anything physical between us, it would be impossible, no going back, morally wrong, life destroying. I allowed her to talk. She went on in this style with different formulations for some time, I silently satisfied at her focus on my touch as having such potential power.

It was getting later.

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By *otonfoxMan
15 weeks ago

Southampton

The suspense is a turn on

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By *ary1001xMan
15 weeks ago

Hillsborough

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By *akedMMan
15 weeks ago

Witney

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By *lugoneMan
15 weeks ago

rathmicheal

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By *he-ProfessorMan
15 weeks ago

cheltenham

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago


" "

Thanks.. Though that typo in the title is giving me sleepless nights

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By *ral4fun69Man
15 weeks ago

Near Warrington

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By *j and c 2Couple
15 weeks ago

mullingar

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By *inky grandadMan
15 weeks ago

Spain

👍

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By *eterpervisMan
15 weeks ago

back where i came from

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago

Her resisting, her repeated denying had an effect on me.

I suddenly felt myself to have a tremendous power over her, one that she was struggling with greatly. I held her gaze and watched as she eventually turned away, unable to cope with whatever internal struggles my attention was provoking.

She cast her eyes down to be more precise, her long lashes fluttering as she did so. This was received like an invitation, the accompanying hidden smile mere confirmation.

I noticed her right hand resting on the table and she outlined firmly some new reason not to proceed. The hand looked so slender, so small, not just compared to me but even for her size.

I didn't hesitate. I placed my left hand over it and looked at her as I did so.

She stopped talking mid sentence, her breath caught slightly.The circuit complete, the charge following between us now. I felt us close to glowing, suddenly luminous.

Her hand warm under mine, her expression changed, resistance deserting her I thought. I couldn't place her more or reaction other than this quiet sense of surrender.

Nothing was said, just an extended moment of connection.

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By *ary1001xMan
15 weeks ago

Hillsborough

loving this... brilliant

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By *untooMan
15 weeks ago

manchester

Agreed, brilliant

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By *akedMMan
15 weeks ago

Witney

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By *lderWiserNowMan
15 weeks ago

Kettrin

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By *ilbert4450Man
15 weeks ago

paisley

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By *ardnreddyMan
15 weeks ago

LIVINGSTON

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By *J GeminiTV/TS
15 weeks ago

Northumberland

Electrifying!

Xx

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By *otonfoxMan
15 weeks ago

Southampton

What next?

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By *j and c 2Couple
15 weeks ago

mullingar

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By *cotty909Man
15 weeks ago

tranent

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By *ornybarMan
15 weeks ago

clonmel

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By *ardnreddyMan
15 weeks ago

LIVINGSTON

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By *ohn 66Man
15 weeks ago

South Birmingham

Wow. Just wow

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago

I don't think it's quite possible to know what occurs in these moments, logic and reason gives way to intuition. Your experience of time slows, moments extending, that personal sense of time that Bergson called 'durée' (duration) more present that at any other instance. Almost perceived, almost grasped, a heartbeat heard loudly, background noise silenced, just that warmth, sinking towards it, erotic bliss descends, surrounds, takes over.

Her lips on mine, that fullness much more than my limited imagination had allowed for, luxurious, decadent, welcoming me.

We searched for eachother, fully, without regard to or situation, the table between us providing the only remaining decorum, lips, tongue, hands together, closer.

It was all so much more. Much more.

To an observer this moment might have been measured, gradated, split, divided to any length - but to us it was a small, perfect forever.

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By *ilbert4450Man
15 weeks ago

paisley

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By *lderWiserNowMan
15 weeks ago

Kettrin

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By *ardnreddyMan
15 weeks ago

LIVINGSTON

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By *itboyslim2Man
15 weeks ago

stevenage

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By *untooMan
15 weeks ago

manchester

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By *he-ProfessorMan
15 weeks ago

cheltenham

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By *J GeminiTV/TS
15 weeks ago

Northumberland

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By *otonfoxMan
15 weeks ago

Southampton

Mmmm a first kiss

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By *dward_TeagueMan
15 weeks ago

wolverhampton

I’m just catching up with this one, what a fantastic piece of work!

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By *akedMMan
15 weeks ago

Witney

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By *ongbowmanMan
15 weeks ago

Grantham

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By *lay-with-MeMan
15 weeks ago

Whitchurch Shropshire

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By *ornybarMan
15 weeks ago

clonmel

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By *ilbert4450Man
15 weeks ago

paisley

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By *evonFbsCouple
15 weeks ago

Devon

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago

As the longed for, impossible kiss stretched out, that wanton searching taking place without regard for a potential audience, other urges manifested.

As with the kiss, without a sure beginning or decision, my right hand moved under the hanging light fabric of her top, and across towards her body. I moved the barely needed bra to the side deftly and felt under my fingers a perfect bud of soft warm flesh topped by what I felt between my thumb and forefinger to be an incredibly long and prominent nipple, firmed under the pressure of my touch.

She made a low , barely audible, more felt sound, pure desire expressed. The sound modulated with the movement of my fingers.

A was experiencing a moment a erotic perfection.

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By *untooMan
15 weeks ago

manchester

Fabulous

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By *itboyslim2Man
15 weeks ago

stevenage

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By *rSteel95Man
15 weeks ago

N.Somerset

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By *lay-with-MeMan
15 weeks ago

Whitchurch Shropshire

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By *J GeminiTV/TS
15 weeks ago

Northumberland

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By *ilbert4450Man
15 weeks ago

paisley

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By *ibi22Man
15 weeks ago

here

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By *evonFbsCouple
15 weeks ago

Devon

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By *vseekerMan
15 weeks ago

Brecon

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By *ardnreddyMan
15 weeks ago

LIVINGSTON

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By *lderWiserNowMan
15 weeks ago

Kettrin

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By *lugoneMan
15 weeks ago

rathmicheal

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By *j and c 2Couple
15 weeks ago

mullingar

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By *j47Man
15 weeks ago

limerick

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By *cotty909Man
15 weeks ago

tranent

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By *ornybarMan
15 weeks ago

clonmel

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By *hyguy2360Man
15 weeks ago

renfrewshireish

Great story well written.

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By *hekaiserMan
15 weeks ago

Glasgow

Cool

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By *ooking4othersMan
15 weeks ago

Here ...

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago


"Great story well written. "

Thanks. Lots more to come

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago


"Great story well written. "

Really kind. What happened next to come.

A sacreligious event no less.

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By *undayfunWoman
15 weeks ago

Peterborough

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By *ensual and PrimalMan
15 weeks ago

Nearby

Oh the Erotic Limerence overwhelm

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago

Absurdly public, caution totally abandoned, we kissed in this way for some time, warm, wet, lustful, a complete outpouring.

My fingers ensured both her nipples remained firm, indeed, I pinched very firmly, causing her to catch her breath, but she encouraged me with her silent movements. The smallness of her breasts met in the opposite by the length of her tender points.

Eventually we caught ourselves, realising the situation, the sheer exposure and risk. A taxi was agreed upon but no plan formed.

We took the journey home again in our opposite side, my attempts at touch rebuffed firmly.

We were nearly at my address, but I told the driver to continue and suggested he stop at a church equidistant between our homes.

She looked surprised but said nothing.

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By *itboyslim2Man
15 weeks ago

stevenage

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago

And so we stopped.

We got out into a crisp winter evening, clear, cold - stars would have been visible in the sky were we not in the glare of the city light.

She smiled at me and asked - "What's this?"

"I want to walk you home"

"Okay"

We closed the space and kissed again, but the street lights and road continued that sense of risk so we pulled back.

We started to walk towards her home and the side street was immediately less intense and welcoming. We had only walked ten yards when the shaded nooks of the church building were now visible to both of us to our right.

We didn't need to discuss, we simply moved into an inviting space next to the porch on the side of the building. The light, ancient stone protecting us. Perhaps God watched with indifference also?

We were close, facing eachother, me looking down into her eyes, she looking up, waiting.

I pushed her to the wall, firmly, not rough, pressed my weight to her little, and we resumed the interrupted kiss.

Improper, indecent, libidinous. We ignored the cold and our hands searched for eachother. Almost breathless, desperate even. Jackets thrown to the ground, generating our own heat. Everything about instinct now.

The topography of her body being slowly mapped and revealed by my touch, that slim waist, her full wide hips and the youthful spring of her generous but firm backside.

Her hands in turn, explored my waist and lower back, icy cold, small, her nails felt every so often.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
15 weeks ago

I'm unable to recall how but she was turned to face the large blocks of the wall, me pressed closer to her again, my left hand around her throat, firm but with care, lifting her head a little, the rest of my body close to her.

My right hand on her waist, then hip, then her right buttock and she arched invitingly, encouraging me. I slid my hand under her skirt and it was only her thick thermal leggings between me and her skin.

I held her like this and we both enjoyed her compliance, a willing acquiescence. My fingers eventually found their way between her cheeks and I began to apply pressure to her most intimate, secret, hidden space. It felt a risk but she bucked with pleasure, indicating she wanted the pressure increased. So I did. The material felt almost not there such was my ability to make out the contours of her opening.

I recall whispering, stupidly, in her ear - "you like that".

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By *itboyslim2Man
15 weeks ago

stevenage

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By *ilbert4450Man
15 weeks ago

paisley

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By *j and c 2Couple
15 weeks ago

mullingar

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By *undayfunWoman
15 weeks ago

Peterborough

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By *ornyfriendlygentlemanMan
14 weeks ago

Mid-Sussex

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By *untooMan
14 weeks ago

manchester

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By *peedy74Man
14 weeks ago

Thame

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By *ambs-stagvixenCouple
14 weeks ago

Nr Huntingdon

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By *ornybarMan
14 weeks ago

clonmel

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By *cotty909Man
14 weeks ago

tranent

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By *J GeminiTV/TS
14 weeks ago

Northumberland

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By *lderWiserNowMan
14 weeks ago

Kettrin

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By *rego69Man
14 weeks ago

Chelmsford

Wow.

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By *rego69Man
14 weeks ago

Chelmsford

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
14 weeks ago


"Wow. "

Thanks

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By *otonfoxMan
14 weeks ago

Southampton

Looking forward to the next chapter

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By *hyguy2360Man
14 weeks ago

renfrewshireish

Well not gonna be any more to this story .

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By *ilbert4450Man
14 weeks ago

paisley

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By *ongbowmanMan
14 weeks ago

Grantham

it was going so well.... user no longer on site

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By *lugoneMan
14 weeks ago

rathmicheal

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By *he-ProfessorMan
14 weeks ago

cheltenham

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By *untooMan
14 weeks ago

manchester

Please continue with this story

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By *ayarMan
14 weeks ago

Wirral


"Please continue with this story "

The OP ( writer ) has left the site

Mills & Boon came calling

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