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Saturday Morning, 11:30 a.m. I just had a real hot date with a young man named Christopher. He lives right in the next town over from me, in Asbury Park, and he took the train here, took him 15 minutes from his house. I picked him up at the train station for our first meeting. When he got in my car, I was taken aback for a second by his stunningly-handsome face. His trim 5'9" frame was hidden under a heavy fleece cotton jacket.

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