He rang me at the office around three in the afternoon. That time
of day when everything urgent has been dealt with and you’re starting
to plan for tomorrow. He was planning for the evening though. “You haven’t forgotten have you?” he asked immediately “Of course not, darling.” “You’ve got a key, haven’t you? If not I can leave one …
Tag: fingering
When the door bell rang I got up from the sofa. turned off the tv and VCR, as I past the board that held the keys I reached up and grab the keys for apt. 408, I didn’t have to look thru the peep hold but I did to look at Elsa, she was leaning against the wall, as usual …
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