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This is my first erotic novel of some 70.000 words. The story takes place in the Netherlands at the end of the 1950s. During a cold test for my epilepsy, I came face to face with a small, skinny laboratory analyst. The spark, no, the flames spread to either side. I was 18, she turned out to be 22. The urge to confirm our mutual love was enormous. You're young, and you want something, but I know that that first time felt like a victory over myself. We went cycling and rowing until we found a nice meadow, and we went sailing. We learned to work together smoothly, how my girl enjoyed being dragge...
This is my first erotic novel of some 70.000 words. The story takes place in the Netherlands at the end of the 1950s. During a cold test for my epilepsy, I came face to face with a small, skinny laboratory analyst. The spark, no, the flames spread to either side. I was 18, she turned out to be 22. The urge to confirm our mutual love was enormous. You're young, and you want something, but I know that that first time felt like a victory over myself. We went cycling and rowing until we found a nice meadow, and we went sailing. We learned to work together smoothly, how my girl enjoyed being dragged through the water by the boat, feeling the water rushing forcefully over her bare petite body. I also learned how wonderful it is to let your wife enjoy herself, whether it's behind a sailboat or in bed. She pays it back to you with interest. In our case with my school and running the farm where I had woken up when the farmer was sick. Doing it together, that was our 'secret'. But as strange as our love began, so strange did it end. Father, who worked for the US Army, wanted to be reunited with his wife and daughter after a 17-year separation due to captivity. We never had contact again
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