Parked Cars
I had not thought of Fianna since first meeting Leeba and then, perhaps more significantly, her daughter Penni. I think the girl at the Tat & Tail had acted like the buffers at a train station, stopping my thoughts of her as I had walked along the platform in a trance. The easy availability of Jack"s friend had concentrated my mind on only the one thing, whereas Leeba had opened it far wider with her sexually attractive maturity and then Penina with her pure exciting intellect coupled with a kind of liberal sensuality I had never thought existed outside of dreams. It was Penni who now stood framed in my office doorway.
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Some men that I"d met found most of their gratification in the female form when only n***d. I had seen Penni that way and could perfectly understand th
