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Take me to the movies Sophia said and so you did and sat at the back and was looking forward to seeing the film one you’d heard quite a bit about but Sophia had other ideas and they involved trying to get into your pants or running her hand along your thigh in the darkness or kissing your cheek and whispering words in her broken English the Polish accent still discernable beneath the words and rushing breath and you only went out with her because she’d been pestering your for weeks or throwing you on the beds of the old folks in the care home while they were downstairs in the lounge having lunch or sleeping themselves into a late death and she said why don’t you put your hand on my thigh the Polish sound hanging on to each spoken word why don’t you try and place your hand here and she pulled your hand into the heaven between her thighs and as you looked up some soldier in the film was falling dead blood oozing from many wounds and there was you in dangerous territory trying to stay alive fighting the temptation and she saying afterwards we go back to my place if my parents are out and you flushed and hot hoped to God they were not.
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Feb 10, 2012
Feb 10, 2012 at 2:31 AM UTC
AT THE MOVIES.
Take me to the movies Sophia said and so you did and sat at the back and was looking forward to seeing the film one you’d heard quite a bit about but Sophia had other ideas and they involved trying to get into your pants or running her hand along your thigh in the darkness or kissing your cheek and whispering words in her broken English the Polish accent still discernable beneath the words and rushing breath and you only went out with her because she’d been pestering your for weeks or throwing you on the beds of the old folks in the care home while they were downstairs in the lounge having lunch or sleeping themselves into a late death and she said why don’t you put your hand on my thigh the Polish sound hanging on to each spoken word why don’t you try and place your hand here and she pulled your hand into the heaven between her thighs and as you looked up some soldier in the film was falling dead blood oozing from many wounds and there was you in dangerous territory trying to stay alive fighting the temptation and she saying afterwards we go back to my place if my parents are out and you flushed and hot hoped to God they were not.
terry-collett
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Feb 10, 2012
Feb 10, 2012 at 2:31 AM UTC
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