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Thursdays were Tilly's half day closing I met her outside her workplace shop and went for a coffee and cream bun opposite where she worked busy day? I asked her too busy never stopped she replied where do we go after having this? She asked is your mum home this time? I asked her she's not back for an hour or two yet Tilly said your place then? If you like she replied so we ate and drank up and got a bus to her mother's place Tilly got out her key and unlocked the back door and went in I followed a large clock went tick tock follow me Tilly said we climbed up creaky stairs to her room sunlight shone on her bed a dark pink candlewick bed cover lay on top she undressed quite quickly so did I into bed Tilly said so we did and were just starting to get engaged when we heard two voices down below in Tilly's front garden we lay still who is it? I asked her Tilly got out of bed and looked out the window my brothers sawing wood at the back she whispered best get dressed? I asked her not just yet she came back to the bed and made love half an ear for voices then lay there afterwards exhausted.
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Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 1:48 AM UTC
EXHAUSTED 1965.
Thursdays were Tilly's half day closing I met her outside her workplace shop and went for a coffee and cream bun opposite where she worked busy day? I asked her too busy never stopped she replied where do we go after having this? She asked is your mum home this time? I asked her she's not back for an hour or two yet Tilly said your place then? If you like she replied so we ate and drank up and got a bus to her mother's place Tilly got out her key and unlocked the back door and went in I followed a large clock went tick tock follow me Tilly said we climbed up creaky stairs to her room sunlight shone on her bed a dark pink candlewick bed cover lay on top she undressed quite quickly so did I into bed Tilly said so we did and were just starting to get engaged when we heard two voices down below in Tilly's front garden we lay still who is it? I asked her Tilly got out of bed and looked out the window my brothers sawing wood at the back she whispered best get dressed? I asked her not just yet she came back to the bed and made love half an ear for voices then lay there afterwards exhausted.
A BOY AND GIRL AND LIFE AND LOVE IN 1965.
TerryCollett
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Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 1:48 AM UTC
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