I watched my reflection advance. I noted that my legs were too splayed when I walked: I had observed women tended to put one foot much more in front o... another. I went back to the start of the corridor and did it again. Better, but my arms were wrong. Ah! Women tend to let their arms swing back further. I tried that, but had got it wrong - I looked like a footballer warming up! I tried it again with my arms closer to me. That looked much better, don't forget to sway my hips. This time, it. ..dancing girls. Everywhere the waitresses are in short skirts. I’m just terrified to look anywhere, I’m completely unprepared for this, I don’t even have a jacket and I know if I look at one of the lovely girls, waitressing or on stage, I’m going to get an erection and be the laughing stock of my work colleagues. How I regret my decision to come and already I’ve resolved never to go out with anyone ever again. But I still have to get out of this situation.One of the other blokes who works in. "And what did the postmaster do then?" I asked and looked down at Sherry's beautiful breasts pressed into my chest. We were both getting dressed for a night out at one of our clubs and my prick was stirring at the thought of spending a whole weekend with my sexy sister."He put a fucking grand over the counter like you've always said Boss and then called me, but he got the registration of the bike he fucked off on" The bike?" Yeah" he laughed, "A fucking motor bike" Right we'll get Mister. My calves were burning, my breath was starting to get ragged, my chest heaving as I ran. I passed the hospital I always thought that it should be lit better around the area. I mean it was a hospital and it felt more like I was in a horror movie with the lights coming from it and the ambulance parked outside. I had passed the hospital and was getting down to the little park just north of it, while not a big park it offered plenty of running grass, trees, a few toys for kids to play on and crawl.