She smiled again, "well, I'll tell you one thing, if you were like Ali, I never would have let you get anywhere near my arse." With that we both cracked up.
We talked for a while longer and I eventually got dressed, said goodbye to all three of them, and headed back to the train station.
I only ever saw Victoria one other time, a few months later. I was at an ex-pat bar in a nearby town, hanging out with some friends, when she entered with a guy. We made eye contact and she eventually came over to our table and introduced me to Paul, her fiance. We shared a knowing look, and I knew that she had not told him anything about our night together and did not plan to. I completely understood. The night we shared was amazing, but more importantly for her, I think it was what she needed to be able to move on to the next chapter of her life, without regret. That was the last time I ever saw her, but I think about her all the time.
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erotic
As we would all like to happen to us. Good jerk-off material.
kept it real
Which was nice. Good writing and only two typos. Thankyou
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