16 7th September
The man opened the wooden gate and ushered the woman through. She teetered unsteadily as her heels tapped softly along the paving stones before opting for the near silence of soft grass.
‘I’ve never done it in someone’s garden before,’ she giggled as she turned and watched him close the gate behind him. ‘Kind of exciting, don’t you think?’
‘Certainly is,’ the man replied, the grin covering every inch of his face. ‘More than you’ll ever know.’
She hadn’t been the most difficult conquest of his life. The way she’d stood at the bar had said a thousand words alone, and he’d already heard a good few stories about this woman to know that he was pretty much assured of a good time. Unfortunately for her, his idea of a good time was far removed from most other people’s.
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