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Just writing this story, based on what actually happened that summer five years ago, has had its effect on me. I want to go to bed and dream a little, dream about Bill and me and about what we did after that first kitchen scene that I tried to convey to you as I recall feeling it at the time. It's been a while. Bill married and I guess his wife has kept him satisfied. But he is due to pay me a visit in a couple of weeks ... without his wife. Something tells me that it will be like old times!
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Anonymousalmost 9 years agoYour F word, bastard, whore, the entire language of this story is totally unreal. Mothers don't say this words, especially the way you have utilized then in your writings. I gave it a "1" Star but it didn't even rate that - the site needs to provide a "0" rating. Nothing in this story points towards reality.
SouthLondonerabout 9 years agoLike a story I read previously of yours, that was nice. I enjoy reading you. Onwards and upwards, to your next offering.
rightbankover 10 years agoLeading to slow visual seduction. Then, for some reason, you have the dialogue turn rancid with name calling and vile disrespect. Why not just let two people find.each other and have sweet, loving, passionate sex?
