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I did have serious doubts about whether I would go from there to his place.
The day of the meeting came, and as promised, I went. In fact, I got there
early so that I could scout out the scene, and if he showed, and if I did not
like his looks up close, I could sneak out. Well, he did show up on time, and I
did like his looks. We had a fascinating conversation about everything else in
the world except sex. We found a million things to talk about, found lots of
areas of common interest, a few fun things to fight about, too. After a long
time (maybe as much as a couple of hours), it was time to leave. I declined to
go to his place yet, but since I did not have a car with me (I had hopped on
the bus to get there), he drove me home. As luck would have it, a vacant
parking place was right there, almost at my front door. He walked me to the
door, and right into my apartment. What happened next was an awful long way
from what our letters talked about. We were soon petting, and in short order,
he had me out of my sweater and bra, and soon out of everything else. He
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