I even thought I heard an Irish Flute. Half waythrough the night, I decided I hated Peter Jackson.Luckily, the thought of seeing Abigail pulled me out...of my funk. For ourdate, that I wasn't sure was really a date I picked out a nice pair ofjeans and a dark green shirt. With the latest 'Dresden File' novel inhand, I sat with my back to 'Father Oak' and waited for Abigail to arrive.'Father Oak' was the nickname for the old tree that lorded over the town'scommons like a silent guardian to the. I felt that somehow I had found myself at long last.’ Right now I was in thrall to Alex’s story. In fact, I had to move a little in the chair as my trousers started to feel tight. Alex seemed not to notice and kept going almost as if I wasn’t there. I got the feeling this story was now aimed as much at her as it was at me. ‘I began to spend more and more time with the girls and they basically taught me how to be a kathoey. They coached me in how to walk and move and behave as they did. The sex. More

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