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Sophia sits on the end of Mr Haff's bed as I am at the sink tidying his towel shouldn't you be cleaning the other rooms? I ask her she looks at me with her icy blue eyes przelec mnie she utters in Polish I look uninformed **** me she translates I cough and look at the sink a stain by one of the taps this sink needs a good rub down I say you not fancy me? she says ignoring my statement about the sink sure I do but not here not now I say wanting her to move so I can make up and tidy the old man's bed why not now? we should live for the now I am busy now and this is not the place she pouts pushes a hand through her blonde hair you take me to pictures? see film? maybe if you go clean elsewhere I say hoping she'll move from the bed good film on we can go see she says ok we can see it but now can I have the bed clear? she gets off the bed slowly making sure I see plenty of leg in the process there is your bed she says thank you I go clean other rooms? yes go clean I say tonight after picture show we have *** I wanted to stay in to wash my hair but sure ok I say wishing her to go she smiles seductively and wags her behind as she leaves the bedroom of Mr Haff silence and peace and the impression on the blue cover of the bed where she had sat on the bed I brush it away smoothing it out but the image is stuck in my head.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 2:13 AM UTC
STUCK IN MY HEAD.
Sophia sits on the end of Mr Haff's bed as I am at the sink tidying his towel shouldn't you be cleaning the other rooms? I ask her she looks at me with her icy blue eyes przelec mnie she utters in Polish I look uninformed **** me she translates I cough and look at the sink a stain by one of the taps this sink needs a good rub down I say you not fancy me? she says ignoring my statement about the sink sure I do but not here not now I say wanting her to move so I can make up and tidy the old man's bed why not now? we should live for the now I am busy now and this is not the place she pouts pushes a hand through her blonde hair you take me to pictures? see film? maybe if you go clean elsewhere I say hoping she'll move from the bed good film on we can go see she says ok we can see it but now can I have the bed clear? she gets off the bed slowly making sure I see plenty of leg in the process there is your bed she says thank you I go clean other rooms? yes go clean I say tonight after picture show we have *** I wanted to stay in to wash my hair but sure ok I say wishing her to go she smiles seductively and wags her behind as she leaves the bedroom of Mr Haff silence and peace and the impression on the blue cover of the bed where she had sat on the bed I brush it away smoothing it out but the image is stuck in my head.
A YOUNG MAN AND A POLISH GIRL IN 1969
terry-collett
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 2:13 AM UTC
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