Twenty minute vow of celibacy


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I have just been reading through my ancient journal Chronicle of Wasted Time to check where I am up to in my Fifty Years Ago Today postings. I noticed an incident in my last-published entry which I had meant to expand on the following day: “Tried to get into her pants but she wasn’t having any. Thought she must be on [having her period] but suddenly she grabbed my hand and shoved it up her skirt.” Emma later explained that she thought we had been getting too hot when we split up. My fingers had been up her tight little pussy every time we were alone together (except at her time of the month). She knew that fingers were only a substitute for the real thing and that at the rate we were going we would never last out until we were married. [What sweet, old-fashioned things we were!] She had intended asking me to confine my attention to her tits for a while. Her resolve lasted all of twenty minutes, and it was her own desire rather than my persistence which got the better of her. Which was nice to know.

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