no references to people or ages
but things had been building up (so to speak) for the week before the event. "Things" had been done the night before, I'd stayed at hers, and when we woke up on the Saturday morning it all went like in the movies.
Autumn sun streaming through the window, etc etc.
When we'd finished, we did it again just to make sure I'd done it right.
And then again later in the evening.
Typical - you wait for ages and then three come along at once...
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