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Mar 23
I close my eyes sometimes and smell those summery days long gone but such wonderful memories that
seem so
real
still remembering one such time Helen dressed a lovely summer dress walking hand In hand over the back fields behind our house
had my arm around her waist but naughty boy
slap my on wrist decided to get adventurous lowering my hand on to Helen's
bottom
all a sudden I felt what was like an electric shock on taking my hand away there was an enormous honey bee right the middle of my
hand
I quickly brushed away and then had to remove the sting which was still pumping
venom
It had obviously been attracted to Helen's perfume but the moral of the story don't presume to
much to
soon
Naughty boy I was putting my hand in Helen's bottom and paid the price with a sting from huge honey bee
Johnny walker
Written by
Johnny walker  66/M/Grantham
(66/M/Grantham)   
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