Nov. 13th 2008
We were building an extension on to our house and, to save money, had decided to do the manual work, such as the founda¬tions, ourselves. My two best friends had agreed after a few pints to help, but after a good start work slowed down, partly due to bad weather. We had ordered a load of pre-mixed concrete for the Friday before a Bank Holiday and it was clear that at least three hard evenings’ work were needed to get the trenches finished in time. However, my friends were being very uncooperative as the European football was far more important to them than digging a muddy trench. Suggestions from my wife of recording it and watching it with dinner made by her made little difference convincing them.

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Oct. 12th 2008
“Lost mines! Huh!” Belie muttered to herself as die dammed things around the kitchen. “IS it weren’t for that goddam gold fever….”
Rosie listened without saying a word, and scurried to anticipate her aunt’s wishes. Obviously, Belle was in a very bad humor. Rosie didn’t want to provoke her, or call attention to heself in any way. She didn’t know exactly what Belle would do if she discovered the girl had lost her virginity, and meant to keep right on with the delightful sexual activity. Send her back to Ohio, maybe, and that would be terrible.
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Oct. 11th 2008
He must have fallen asleep, because he woke up to the most delightful of sensations. His penis, still soft and wet, was being sucked up into a hot eager mouth. At first he didn’t know where he was but it didn’t really matter, because of the delightful events that were going on. A woman’s soft fingers cupped his flaccid hairy balls, pressing them against her palms. A tongue curled around the swelling shaft of his rod, tickling the sensitive underside, running across the velvety tip.
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