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At 7pm sharp Michael pulled up in front of my door in his brand new range-rover. I smiled as I opened the passenger door and lifted the hem of my dress to get in. He was looking as gorgeous as ever in pants with a shirt and knitted pullover in case it got cold later. One of the benefits of dating older guys is that they know how to dress well, I thought to myself. I'd made an effort too, in heels and a cute little printed summer dress that was the result of a recent bout of retail therapy.

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Thank you all for all the support! I didn't expect such a good reception to the first story, but because you asked, here's part two, continuing right where the first left off. Enjoy! * "Oh my God I can't wait! This is going to be so hot!" said Katie, taking off her clothes, leaving just her bra and panties on. I sat down at the computer and looked for the file. I paused as I felt Katie staring at me. "Not going to be much fun with all your clothes on, now will it?"

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I've always loved Paris art cinemas. These old, worn-out theatres, showing forgotten films in bad state, smelling of rotten fabric and dust, nowhere in the world is quite like them. There is something special about Parisian art-house cinemas; the very bohemian meets the very snotty, the richness of the film and the beauty on the screen conflicting with the nastiness of the space and people.

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