Fifty years ago today


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[Sunday, 13th December, 1959] Happy birthday, Alfie. And the best birthday present I’ve ever had! Emma and I were left alone in her house while her parents went to visit those relatives they refer to as The Royal Family. We kissed and petted, but I’ve never even had finger-pie in Emma’s house, in case the tell-tale scent should give us away, so I thought sex was out of the question. But when I suggested making love in her bedroom, Emma agreed. She insisted on going upstairs first to “tidy up a bit,” leaving me standing at the bottom of the stairs. When she called me up, I found her completely naked on the bed. At first, all I could do was look at her, trying to fix this image in my mind for later: her dark pubes emphasise the paleness of her skin; her legs are long and slender; her belly is flat between pronounced hip-bones; she’s so slim I can faintly see her ribs; her small tits are flattened on her chest, but her nipples are large and stiff. That’s it, recorded for future reference! Emma was biting her lip nervously, but her dark-brown eyes were smiling and asking “Do you like what you see?” She was so beautiful, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. And we had sex, too!

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