Meeting a Friend

That’s not a great story but will be the last until I meet L next week.

Last Saturday I went to buy some hair stuff and met a friend there.

He went shopping with me than we had some fruit juice and water (I always drink water).

Then he tried to kiss me and, believe me, I was shy. It is much easier when you don’t know the person. It was ridiculous the way I said no, but finally it happened quickly.

We were in a square and I asked him if he would like to touch my babies. And got a fantastic YES! He did it. And It seemed he liked. ;-)))

I kissed him again at the bus stop and left.



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