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Mr Cutler had passed away the room was cleared and ready for the next resident clean sheets pillowcase fresh blankets the curtains taken down and washed and dried and put up again but that didn't stop Sophia penning you in standing with her back to the door blocking your escape he is dead now? this Mr Cutler? yes died the other day you said nice bed she said you looked at the candlewick bed spread blue and smooth yes guess so you replied you gazed at her with her blonde hair tied in a pony tail her ice blue eyes focused on you her Polish English words harsh yet also soft you could **** me there she breathed rather than said too risky you said more exciting she uttered her Polish tongue brutalizing the English who will see? the old man dead who else will come in here? some old boy might come in by mistake you said an audience will add to the fun she breathed out the words you could smell their sensuality no I can't I have baths to do you uttered looking at the door behind her back they can wait she said or you could bath me first she said smiling I've got to go you said someone might need me I need you she uttered here on the bed I can't you said if you try to leave the room I will scream she said I will say you try to touch me up as you lot say she put one hand on a hip and the other against the door they wouldn't believe you you said let's try if I scream loud enough and cry they will she said she mimed opening her mouth and screaming ok you said no need to scream she smiled good boy I like you she said moving away from the door and unbuttoning her blue overall coat revealing her tight short dress her ******* pressing out the top she dropped her overall on a chair by the window and drew the curtains that's better no? it made the room darker the shadowy light made the moment surreal come on she said mustn't waste time and she began to undress and you stood there open mouthed and doomed when someone called your name down the passageway Mr Elks needs you where are you? oh **** Sophia said dressing quickly and standing by the sink out of sight of the door way sorry you said maybe another time and you opened the door and closed it behind you as Matron arrived ah there you are Mr Elks has been calling for you I think he needs to go to the bathroom o right you said just been making sure the place is ready nodding back at late Mr Cutler's room ok she nodded and gave the door a quick look and then went on ahead leaving Sophia dressing and forsaken no **** for her today and followed Matron with no more to say.
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Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 2:55 AM UTC
NO MORE TO SAY.
Mr Cutler had passed away the room was cleared and ready for the next resident clean sheets pillowcase fresh blankets the curtains taken down and washed and dried and put up again but that didn't stop Sophia penning you in standing with her back to the door blocking your escape he is dead now? this Mr Cutler? yes died the other day you said nice bed she said you looked at the candlewick bed spread blue and smooth yes guess so you replied you gazed at her with her blonde hair tied in a pony tail her ice blue eyes focused on you her Polish English words harsh yet also soft you could **** me there she breathed rather than said too risky you said more exciting she uttered her Polish tongue brutalizing the English who will see? the old man dead who else will come in here? some old boy might come in by mistake you said an audience will add to the fun she breathed out the words you could smell their sensuality no I can't I have baths to do you uttered looking at the door behind her back they can wait she said or you could bath me first she said smiling I've got to go you said someone might need me I need you she uttered here on the bed I can't you said if you try to leave the room I will scream she said I will say you try to touch me up as you lot say she put one hand on a hip and the other against the door they wouldn't believe you you said let's try if I scream loud enough and cry they will she said she mimed opening her mouth and screaming ok you said no need to scream she smiled good boy I like you she said moving away from the door and unbuttoning her blue overall coat revealing her tight short dress her ******* pressing out the top she dropped her overall on a chair by the window and drew the curtains that's better no? it made the room darker the shadowy light made the moment surreal come on she said mustn't waste time and she began to undress and you stood there open mouthed and doomed when someone called your name down the passageway Mr Elks needs you where are you? oh **** Sophia said dressing quickly and standing by the sink out of sight of the door way sorry you said maybe another time and you opened the door and closed it behind you as Matron arrived ah there you are Mr Elks has been calling for you I think he needs to go to the bathroom o right you said just been making sure the place is ready nodding back at late Mr Cutler's room ok she nodded and gave the door a quick look and then went on ahead leaving Sophia dressing and forsaken no **** for her today and followed Matron with no more to say.
SET IN 1969 IN AN OLD FOLKS HOME BETWEEN A YOUNG MAN AND POLISH GIRL.
terry-collett
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Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 2:55 AM UTC
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