The Neighbour In Number 42 (Erotica)

Barry was always a lot older than I was. In his early-sixties, he was a retired mechanic with a short, stocky build and thinning hair. Each morning his wife, Linda, would leave for her job as a school receptionist and I would have Barry’s undivided attention all to myself.  I loved it, and if his... Continue Reading →

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