Pauline was too far away for me to visit for the next 6 months. This time I stopped her purchasing more than one pint. As she did so, I lifted my arm so that it was now draped around her shoulders. This may be hypocritical as we sold it, but it really did not endear her to me. Her beery breath I could not smell as I had had a couple too. Back in the room she had managed to pull up her knickers but not her tights, “I’d love to stop, but I must get back. She responded, hard and long, her lips soft and yielding her tongue probing into my mouth. I refused. She stumbled regularly and I had to hold on to keep her upright. It still took another 5 minutes to reach her flat, still longer to find her keys, which I had to use as her coordination was shot to hell.
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