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PART 1 I started out in my early teens. I was in my sisters room watching television (she had one I didn't) when I noticed a pair of pantyhose peeking out from her bottom drawer they were a sky blue colour, but I didn't really think anymore about it and continued to watch Knight Rider or the A-Team or something. When the program was finished I was at a loose end, we had relatives across and they were in the living room talking, UK television at the time only had 4 channels and it was a Sunday so that had limited appeal. I WAS BORED. I turned back to the drawer where her pantyhose were and ope… Lire la suite

It was pretty dingy in here, the sunlight came through a old dirty high window and a single fluorescent tube did little to lift the overall gloom. An oppressive smell of stale piss also hung over the whole place. What was I doing in here? In truth I did not know but I was 18, horny and wanted to find out about the rumours about sexual activity. I was still a virgin and although had messed around wanking at home, I was very naïve. I walked into the last cubicle, shut and bolted the door, took my trousers down and sat down to relieve myself. As my eyes became accustomed to the gloom, I… Lire la suite

I had been made redundant and the employment for the area wasn’t great, l was in town with my wife and in an age-help charity shop was a card asking for volunteers and my wife suggested l apply as it will keep me doing something while l look for a job. I went inside to put my name down and by the time l got home there was a message from the shop asking me to come in for a chat. I went in the next morning expecting to be interview for work in the shop, but the volunteers they were looking for were for people to help in the old persons home, l explain l had no experience, but the woman and man… Lire la suite

                                                            This very much based on a true encounter tale is pretty damn long. A lot longer than I first envisaged. Much longer. For this I apologise. However if you aren't inclined to labour through all my inordinately long blethering - and I don't blame… Lire la suite