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I got us a room, I said to Nima, this weekend. She looked at me, then at a passing nurse, a neat arsed girl who caught my eyes. So where is it? Nima said. In town here, not too far, I said. Was it difficult? She said, they're a bit staid here. No problem, I said. Nima nodded her head and crossed one of her legs over the other sitting in a hospital chair, outside in the grounds, and I caught sight of lovely thighs. Got any smokes? She asked. Sure, I said, and got out a packet of cigarettes, and gave them to her, after taking one myself, you keep them, I can buy some more, I said. We lit up and sat there in silence for a few moments. I prefer London, she said, for a cheap hotel and life, but we haven't got time to waste travelling; I need *** and can't wait for Saturday to come, but I'll have to. I studied her: seen your mother since last time? I said. No, not since she found out about me having *** with someone at my aunt's place, Nima said. Shame, I said, it was a nice place. Nice bed too, Nima said, wonder what my cousin'll think if she finds out I ****** you in it. A nurse came to the table and looked at Nima: the doctor is here to talk with you, the nurse said. Now? Nima said. Yes now, the nurse said. All right, look Benny, you best go, I don't know how long I'll be with the quack. Ok see you Saturday, I said. Nima walked off with the nurse: the nurse with a neat **** and I watched them go and quickly pass.
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Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
NIMA AND A BOOKED ROOM 1967
I got us a room, I said to Nima, this weekend. She looked at me, then at a passing nurse, a neat arsed girl who caught my eyes. So where is it? Nima said. In town here, not too far, I said. Was it difficult? She said, they're a bit staid here. No problem, I said. Nima nodded her head and crossed one of her legs over the other sitting in a hospital chair, outside in the grounds, and I caught sight of lovely thighs. Got any smokes? She asked. Sure, I said, and got out a packet of cigarettes, and gave them to her, after taking one myself, you keep them, I can buy some more, I said. We lit up and sat there in silence for a few moments. I prefer London, she said, for a cheap hotel and life, but we haven't got time to waste travelling; I need *** and can't wait for Saturday to come, but I'll have to. I studied her: seen your mother since last time? I said. No, not since she found out about me having *** with someone at my aunt's place, Nima said. Shame, I said, it was a nice place. Nice bed too, Nima said, wonder what my cousin'll think if she finds out I ****** you in it. A nurse came to the table and looked at Nima: the doctor is here to talk with you, the nurse said. Now? Nima said. Yes now, the nurse said. All right, look Benny, you best go, I don't know how long I'll be with the quack. Ok see you Saturday, I said. Nima walked off with the nurse: the nurse with a neat **** and I watched them go and quickly pass.
A BOY AND GIRL AND HOSPITAL IN 1967
TerryCollett
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Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
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