My first time
One week ago I received some shocking news. Steve, my partner of forty years had been killed in a car accident. Today is his funeral and all I can think of is how our relationship began. Steve was six months older than me and we were neighbours as teenagers. He was lucky enough to have access to a twenty foot cruiser that we could take out fishing at weekends. We would stay out overnight as the cabin had a galley, a shower, a toilet and three bunks below. On my sixteenth birthday we decided to...
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