will68
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- Jan 8, 2002
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"I'm very pleased to meet you, Amanda," he said. "My name is Peter. Which way should we walk?" offering his arm.
She slipped her arm iside his and felt her pull in close. His thoughts started to race and he found it difficult not to stammer.
"I live about a mile from here," she rplied. "This way," steering him onto the path.
Strolling arm in arm he was very conscious of hear nearness, her perfume and the way she clung to his side. It was a new experience for him He had never been able to suggest a walk home to a girl before and he was wondering how he could handle this situation. Before he knew it they were at her home.
"Amanda," he stuttered, "I would really like to see you again?"
She looked up at him and could see how nervous he was. She stopped walking and turned to him, grasping both his hands.
"I would like that," she said. "What say I give you my phone number."
"Yes please," Peter almost begged. Amanda fished in her purse and handed him a slip of paper. "Here you are."
She then raised herself on tiptoe and gently offered him a chaste kiss. "Please do contact me, Peter." I would love to see you again."
As he walked away Peter was now very conscious of the painful ache he felt in his groin. A mile walk with an uncomfortable erection was a new experience for him.
She slipped her arm iside his and felt her pull in close. His thoughts started to race and he found it difficult not to stammer.
"I live about a mile from here," she rplied. "This way," steering him onto the path.
Strolling arm in arm he was very conscious of hear nearness, her perfume and the way she clung to his side. It was a new experience for him He had never been able to suggest a walk home to a girl before and he was wondering how he could handle this situation. Before he knew it they were at her home.
"Amanda," he stuttered, "I would really like to see you again?"
She looked up at him and could see how nervous he was. She stopped walking and turned to him, grasping both his hands.
"I would like that," she said. "What say I give you my phone number."
"Yes please," Peter almost begged. Amanda fished in her purse and handed him a slip of paper. "Here you are."
She then raised herself on tiptoe and gently offered him a chaste kiss. "Please do contact me, Peter." I would love to see you again."
As he walked away Peter was now very conscious of the painful ache he felt in his groin. A mile walk with an uncomfortable erection was a new experience for him.