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. just as soon as I pressed a little closer, it happened." IT?" It happened? What happened? Ohhhhhhhh!" Yes." Ohhhhh, oh, Eric ... I am so sorry. Did ...he..." Yes, she felt it. Warm, you know. Then she looked down with this horrified look and of course, I had a big wet spot on the front of my shorts. I didn't think her eyebrows would ever come down. I expected her to scream for her mother." She didn't?" Nahhh! But she might as well have, she jumped away like I had, like, leprosy." Would it. This felt different from Glasgow, this was my home town, a lot of my dance partners knew me from my school days and I felt quite daring responding to their advances. As the evening wore on, I began to feel quite titillated myself from the attention I was getting, I wanted to get laid and felt a surge of adrenaline knowing I could finally do it with whoever I chose. Alan was quite a handsome man, the same age as me we had been in the same class together, and he was also home from University for. More

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