“Don’t go, I paid till noon,” I insisted. Xnx She reached for her black dress, the one she always wore, “And while we are being honest my name is Doris not Dolores, I work in Poundland, I have three GCSE grade C and I live with mum and three sisters, all right?”
“Right?” I replied, “So why tell me now?”
“So you know,” she said as she pulled her hold up stockings up her shapely legs. “So give me a ring when you have some tickets,” she said wistfully, “I always wondered what it’s like fucking on a sail boat when the waves are making it rock, or in a tent on a mountain.”
“I don’t care where I am when I’m fucking you,” I replied. “So where else do you want to do it,” I asked, “The bathroom, Hyde park?”
“A row boat,” she said, “In a van
