Sea Girls Part Five
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So it wasn’t with any reluctance that, after saying goodbye to my parents, went back off to college. While sitting in the train, I gave thought to the condoms and cream that I had in my bag and the vision in my mind of the backside of Rosie. This gave me a massive hard on sitting there and had to really study the advertising panels opposite me to take my thoughts off of him and was fortunate enough to lose the tumescence before I had to get up to change trains.
It was only four stations on both lines and I was soon at Stanmore and out and making my way to the college. Here, I found that Rosie had got there before me again and it was a lovely welcome I got when I entered our room. His arms opened for me and went into his embrace as we kissed and welcomed each other back for this, our second year.
So it wasn’t with any reluctance that, after saying goodbye to my parents, went back off to college. While sitting in the train, I gave thought to the condoms and cream that I had in my bag and the vision in my mind of the backside of Rosie. This gave me a massive hard on sitting there and had to really study the advertising panels opposite me to take my thoughts off of him and was fortunate enough to lose the tumescence before I had to get up to change trains. It was only four stations on...
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Sea Girls. Part Three. It was on the following Thursday evening that we all gathered together in the lounge and that included the first year students, to hear how us second year ones had got on with our exams. This was what we, Rosie and I, missed out the previous year for we had gone to bed early with it being our last night before the holiday. By the time Mr. Thompson, the senior teacher got his notes together, Rosie and I were sucking on each other’s cocks, making pigs of ourselves in...
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Anson had dreaded the ride in the coach, but lying in a swaying hammock, he was sufficiently insulated from the movements of the coach to make the journey tolerable. Doctor Waingrove was an elderly, fussy man, but he was thorough enough. The ride took two days, mostly because Sir Robert insisted on frequent rest stops, during which food was served from a huge picnic basket. Sir Robert was rather partial to Madeira wines, as was the good Doctor, and they both insisted that Anson partook of the...
Early on the next morning, a stocky sailor entered the common room where Anson broke his fast and rubbed his knuckles against his temples in salute. "Able seaman Horner, sir. Mr. Witmarsh sent me with a boat crew." Anson appraised the man. He was a hand over five feet in height, but made up for that by being almost as wide. Not much of that girth was fat. In Anson's estimate that man would have made for a champion weight lifter at county fairs. "Splendid, Horner. I am not quite...
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