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The young guy stayed next to me, again trying to tell me not to worry.My mind drifted again, then I realized the guy was asking me my name."Oh, I'm Jane, Jane Gray," I hesitated to see if he picked up on my usual nick, "Plain Jane"."Well, Jane, I'm Kelvin, Kelvin Johnstone." He replied, his eyes sparkled as he told me. "Do you need anyone to stay with you when you go into the Ambulance? I don't mind helping if you want." Umm, I don't know, you must have things you need to go and do. Are you going to be late for work?" No," He chuckled, "No, I'm not really working today, just got to run a few errands, as well as met my wife."Oh. Okay, he was married, why did that make me feel glum? I felt somehow disappointed. "Nice," I replied. "Umm, how long have you been married?" No, no," He chuckled again. "No, I'm not married, I came into town so I could find and meet my wife today."This just turned very weird, I was totally confused now. I tried to say something a few times but changed my mind. ” With that, he swiftly turned towards me and pulled me onto his lips. I couldn’t believe that one moment he had been feeling guilty about cheating but the next was holding me tightly to him, running his tongue over mine. I broke away from him and suggested we get out of the car for a walk. It was pitch black so we walked hand in hand using the lights from our phones to find our way to the monument. We passed benches and plenty trees and my mind ran riot thinking of how much I wanted to just push him down on one of the benches or up against a tree and just fuck him then and there. Eventually we reached the monument and there were some large boulders on the ground which we sat on. We looked out over the town down the hill and I could feel the electricity sparking between our bodies. His hand lay on my thigh, mine on his. I slowly started running my hand down to his knee then back up to his crotch, his grip tightened on my leg. I couldn’t stand waiting anymore. I stood up and.
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