I'd just congratulated Tillie on her outstanding performance in the eighty-metre sprint; come on, Tillie was only ten years old. Whatever, she'd come ...n second -- by a hair's breadth -- and she was a little disappointed. I consoled her and she'd just gone off to rejoin her classmates when Dorothy Penthorp accosted me.Dora had been in my year-group all through our schooling and we were old friends. She still was – as she always had been -- a bit of a busybody and she was famously gregarious.. We cried a lot and then made mad and passionate love." Dana smiled and then added, "Basically, he fucked my brains out." Dana broke into laughter. "Then we talked some more. Fortunately, we worked it out and 'the rest is history' as they say. But you know what? He said he threw the pictures away, but I know that he still has them." Wow, I can't imagine most guys being that reasonable. Certainly not Richard." The truth is, that's what made it so hard for me. He was almost too understanding and. "Sure, why not," he agreed stalling for time and thinking he could gain an advantage if he could check her style. He watched as she went to a hidden panel on the wall, and up-tempo music began to play in the room surrounding him. Up-tempo it may have been but rainbows and unicorns it wasn't. It was angry thumping music, and he watched as she began a warm up routine before joining in with his own."You ready?" She asked after about ten minutes."Sure, why not," he shrugged acting nonchalant but,. Dang it, I recently heard that voice. OMG! It'sBeth! Freakin Beth. I try not to gasp, or react in any way. Am Ibreathing rapidly? Stay cool, don't give a 'tell,' I think to myself.'But the whole night, the entire stinking night, it was a set up! Theturn down for the date was intentional, I mean part of the plan. Bethcouldn't sissy nap me without any accountability, my mother could havecalled it off with a phone call to Mistress Johnson, 'where the hell ismy spawn?', I could see my mother.
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