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    A Train Journey

    My first encounter...in a train compartment.

    It was almost exactly a year since my 'Changing Room' incident that was revealed in my previous story. I was a year older, but was I any wiser? I'd been working away from home for the whole of my summer holidays and it was time to return there, and then within days back to school. I was 16 and had been 'sort of apprenticed' to a foreman in charge of refurbishing shops for the last 6 weeks. The job wasn't really the type most schoolboys got in their holidays, some never bothered to work and became beachbums instead, others went… Read more

    Posted by hamstermuddler 3 years ago 6

    A Brief Encounter

    My first ever encounter...in a changing room. It was just before the start of the new school term, summer holidays were just about over for us and what a summer it had been! Hardly any days of rain during our seven weeks off and most of us who'd spent our time on the south coast beaches were sporting nice tanned bodies, with distinct tan lines where our Speedo briefs had been. 1969/70 was a time when fairly skimpy swimming trunks were the norm and people in shorts were seen as a bit of an oddity! My mother had asked me to go along to the local gentlemen's outfitters (I love that old… Read more

    Posted by hamstermuddler 3 years ago 10