Scissors, black biro, hole punch and stapler. Let me feel the thickness of your copier paper. 54 year old male administrator for a local charity seeks love in the most unlikely places.
Wednesday, 29 December 2010
Lap Tray
I met Meryl on Christmas Eve and we got rather tipsy in a secluded corner of a pub close to where I work. Things were becoming rather intimate, well she had her hand resting on my knee, and before I could take it any further some old fella recognised her from the 'Comfy Wear' catalogue and our romantic interlude was interrupted with chat about foot warmers and lap trays. We were about to re-engage, and I was hoping for our first kiss, when another chap of advancing years butted in with a request for a rain hat for his wife. I handed him my old black hat and we made off into the night. Life has become a little less private since I started dating a model. I can't wait to tell the Team when I go back to work!
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