I just turned to her, she was smiling naughtily. I just caught her with one hand, put my another hand behind her back, pulled her tightly to me, place... my lips over her lips and kissed her. She just pushed me and moved out. I kept standing there for a moment and then came out. After that day it became a routine to kiss her and press her boobs and butts in injection room, taking care that no one could see us. One day I touched her between her legs and asked her that I want that.She replied that. “Do you have a boyfriend back home Delia?” asked Linda.Delia dropped her head as if embarrassed and then quietly replied, “I wonder if I can share this with you in confidence Linda; I ... I had a bad experience ... with a man when I was younger. Actually I was raped several times; by different men. So now, I don’t actually want a boyfriend anymore. I only enjoy female company. Do you see Linda?”Delia lifted her head and smiled weakly into Linda’s eyes and a kinship was established; because. Perhaps….No, pushing aside that thought, but unable to completely banish the idea of him lying here, stroking his cock. I imagine then that he is here, making love to me, lying beside me. I hear his breathing quicken, his heartbeat intensify. My hand reaches behind me, into the waistband of my jeans, slipping down over my ass crack, sliding down further, fingertips over top of my hot opening. I let my middle fingertip circle there, rimming the lips surrounding the entrance, imagining you doing. I was going to walk either way, but this way we ended as friends. Over the next two years our phone calls stopped,then when our second daughter was born we moved to Wimbledon, and I became a dad and a husband, and apart from an affair with a younger Japanese woman, I was a good dad and husband.I never tried to contact Harry until it was to late.Then before Christmas 1999, after a works Christmas party,I could not get a taxi.so one of the guys I worked with, said come back to mine we can have a.