One of my favourite festivals as yet began on the 24 th August 2011. Now, if we’re being picky, this whole thing began with an idea. I was sitting o... the train with a group of my friends on our way to Reading and realised that I was the only single one in my group. I began to think about that one awful time I had sex, was it all really like that? I guessed it wasn’t when looking at how loved up my friends were, but at the same time I wasn’t particularly sure I cared all that much. Mainly. "Not what I had in mind," he said. He smiled at me. "Is there a way you can squeeze next to me on this thing?" I'm afraid I'll hurt you." Baby," he said, "it's been days. I'm willing to risk it."I started to climb into bed."Do you really need all those clothes?" The home health nurse is supposed to be here any time now. Can you hold that thought?" Leave your clothes on and get over here."I giggled. "My Stoney." I gingerly positioned myself next to him, lying on my side, his right arm pulling me. She was easily found, using her Saturday freedom to peruse the local village and easy to talk to as she was unexpectedly warm and friendly.At that point she was also undemanding, happy to buy herself a drink and wanting to join him in playing pool, not caring that her short tartan skirt rode up as she played each shot in the smoky pub. Fiona liked the Hare and Hounds, it was the only pub which the teachers from her wretched school wouldn't attend – it was too rough for them."There are several. Well the next friday night I had just taken a shower cleaned myself out and put my butt plug in, then got dressed sort of slutty as I had a friend who was coming over. This friend is a white guy who comes over for a bj once in awhile. I started drinking as I always do when he comes over. He was there for maybe a hour and I gave him a bj and he left. I had a couple more drinks and my phone rang and it was Rick asking if I would meet him. While I think I had enough to drink and I was still kind.