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Letters and Lonely Hearts

At first, I felt a little embarrassed looking through the lonely hearts page. But really, where was the harm? Reading about other single people was a comfort. Interesting too – the way they described themselves and explained what they were looking for.

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Fishnets on a Night Out

I met this girl, well woman, nice tits, but her legs were something else – gorgeous, slender yet shapely. They were covered by jeans that night, and as we made out in the pub car park I wanted more than anything to touch them, to caress the length of her limbs, feel the skin between her thighs. I imagined it was going to be soft and silky like satin. Continue reading Fishnets on a Night Out