A moment later the girl behind the bar entered carrying a bowl of chunky chips and placed them in front of the woman. I watched as she started to eat...them, amused as she didn’t seem to take her eyes of her book for a single second. Then she looked up and once again the awkward smile as we both seemed to have looked at each other at the same moment. Then she got up and I sensed, rather than saw that she was in front of me. Looking up she gave me a beautiful smile, apologised for disturbing me. I watched them smoking, kissing, dancing, getting high. It was the best time of the year.I met this girl.Marian. See looked adorable. Long black hair and dressed in black. Her beautiful face was pale and her lips were just irresistible, full and deep red. She liked me, I was surprised.We talked all day, we had much in common.She wanted to see this band, we squeezed ourselves into the dense crowd till we had a good view at the stage.I will always remember this. It was the sisters of Mercy.She. That evening she came back past and saw no-one. She entered the cottage. The place had been turned over with the small amount of furniture left in disarray. The cricket bag was on the table with the contents alongside it. Ann wondered why the owner had not been back for it. She gathered the canes and slipper and took them home. The next day she met Edward Hill by the cottage. He mentioned he had been evacuated with the school. Ann assumed he, not Peter, was the owner of the bag. She thought he. I was hot and sweaty.. I had no time to shower that morning either and I could feel the smell of my arm pits oozing out. I really smelt. I liked thinking that women secretly liked the smell from men even if most would not admit it. (specially coming from a young stud working all day in the Sun). That day I did not feel like working. I was super horny and after seeing the lady of the house, I could not stop thinking of how much I wanted her... she had sent my imagination wild when she received.