Shortly after we’d gathered our senses, we all had a drink and lay together on the bed. All three of us were slick with sweat. “I need a shower”, said Sharon, “Care to join me, Rach?” She asked coquettishly. Rachel bounced off the bed with a lustful look already in her eyes. As she entered the bathroom, she turned back and said, “Oi, lazy arse. What are you still doing on the bed? There’s two fit birds here that need a go...
I sat there nervously, playing with my pint as the allotted hour approached. I’d arranged to meet Yvonne at the Scarborough Taps, because of its proximity to Leeds train station. And then she walked in a denim dress, press studs for fastening. Easy access, I cheekily thought. Introductions over, I went and got drinks, and we got to chatting. There was that nervous tension you get on the first meeting, especially when the...
