Thirty years ago today
January 10, 1990
I
entered the first few minutes of the day with Nancy crying in my arms. She said
she was sorry for not being a giving person and she thanked me for helping her.
After
she settled we laid together and talked about each of our histories.
I
touched her a bit and felt the hairs of her pussy from the outside of her
pyjamas. My hand slid up under her top and settled on her breast. She put her
arm across her breast and kept herself tense while lying on her side. I kept my
hand there for a while and then I asked her how she felt.
She
said, “Could you take your hand away please?”
I
answered, “Sure."
She
liked it but she was afraid.
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