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This story follows on from Farm Girls parts 1 and 2 that I posted in the wrestling section. After an entertaining Sunday afternoon, we retreated to bed. What followed was, for most of us, a night of rampant sex and bed swapping. I was expecting Monday morning to be a quiet affair with a lot of exhausted ladies packing up Sian’s ring, saying their goodbyes and heading for home. I was pleasantly surprised when things didn’t quite pan out that way.
Back in room three Sue and I settled down together with the lights out and, as I had predicted, it wasn’t long before our door opened for a moment, then swiftly closed and silently, the naked form of Shannon Ryan slipped between us. She pressed her pert derriere against our bodies as she kissed us in turn and began fondling out tits and fingering our pussies. It wasn’t long before all three of us were in a high state of arousal and enjoying each other’s bodies.
I had no doubt something similar was going on down the hall between Terri and Jay. I also suspected our host might be entertaining Ms. Lomax. Straight girl Paige would doubtless be in the land of nod but what about Katie? She had clearly enjoyed time with Shannon the night before and I wondered if she was feeling left out. My question was answered moments later when the door opened again and a voice with a London accent said:
“May I join you ladies?”
I later discovered that Katie had already been with Terri and Jay before making her way along the hall to us. It seemed she had the same insatiable appetites as Shannon as she slipped between the sheets and slipped her fingers into my pussy. For a while we enjoyed a foursome but then Shannon led Sue back to her room leaving Katie and me to explore each other alone. An hour or so later as we lay on the bed exhausted, both having cum several times, Katie asked me:
“Ellen, will you fight mum again?”
“Of course I will, honey.” I replied, “Just don’t tell her you had to fuck me to get me to agree.”
She laughed and kissed me and then I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew it was daylight and everything had changed. Katie had disappeared and Sue was back in the bed snuggled down beside me with my left breast resting in her half open mouth.
“Honey, are you awake?” I asked, softly.
A drowsy Sue murmured in response and closed her lips around my nipple. At least she didn’t bite it. I ran my free right had down her back and gently squeezed her buttock. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at me:
“Good morning, Ellen.” She said, “Is that your hand on my bum?”
With that she shifted her weight and climbed on top of me and, before I knew it, we were fondling each other again. One thing rapidly led to another and it wasn’t long before I found myself in a state of post-orgasm euphoria again.
Left alone with Sue I could happily have stayed in bed all day but she had other ideas.
“Come on Ellen, let’s have a shower and go and find out what the others are doing.”
Thirty minutes later (after another communal shower) we were dress, packed and ready to go. A couple of years ago I’d have felt a bit self-conscious creeping down stairs after a night of passion but I’d come to realise that, here on the farm, that was normal behaviour for guests and hosts alike.
Sure enough, when we entered the kitchen, we were confronted with a number of faces whose expressions screamed ‘yes, I was fucked by a woman last night and I loved it’. For a moment I felt sorry for Paige, who doesn’t swing that way. But then I remembered that her mother didn’t until her father died – there was still plenty of time for Paige to come around.
And what of Suzi Lomax? Her little yelp on Saturday had led to her confession to me the previous evening and, from the expression on her face, she’d also enjoyed a revelatory night with Ms. Ryan senior.
As we gathered for breakfast, I took Jay, Suzi and Katie aside and told them what Katie already knew. That I would agree to fighting Nancy in the CLAWS ring one last time. But only on the understanding that this was a grudge match on an LLCC card and had nothing to do with CLAWS. Katie seemed pleased with this and agreed immediately. Jay was hesitant but conceded that, while the venue was CLAWS, the event was an LLCC one.
After breakfast Katie announced the plans for the LLCC’s Dawson-Mitchell fight, including the full card. There would be four fights; I would take on Nancy and Suzi would face Lesley before Terri and Blake took on Jenny and Rose Dawson respectively. She then surprised us with an unexpected announcement:
“Ladies, I hope you are not in a rush to get away as we have an extra surprise for you. In preparation for her fight with Lesley, Suzi has agreed to put the gloves on and face me here in Sian’s ring this morning. Please join us it the barn at 10:30.”
Wow! This was going to be an interesting end to a great weekend. Everyone quickly agreed that they were happy to stay for the fight and also to help Sian and Shannon pack the ring away afterwards. Sian for her part offered all her guests a hearty lunch before they hit the road.
As we left the kitchen Suzi took me to one side and asked if I’d be her corner woman for the fight. I agreed immediately, I felt quite honoured to be chosen above Jay.
There was no denying I had a soft spot for Suzi and I had always admired her fighting skill. For a big girl she was surprisingly agile and had learned how to use her ‘assets’ to her advantage in the ring. I had only ever boxed her twice and I’d knocked her out on both occasions, but we’d wrestled 13 times in total, 8 times in the league and 5 times as seniors and, although it was 7-6 to me, she had taken the league title off me twice.
Suzi had joined CLAWS in 1991, just after Gabi Marshall took over the club, and the gym that was its home, from the Robertsons. Initially she joined Gabi’s small boxing group, recruited by Gabi herself after a boxercise class that the boss had taken when the usual instructor was sick.
After some success in the boxing ring Suzi decided to try her hand at wrestling as well, something her physique was definitely more suited to. Three convincing victories later she was challenging me for the title and taking it off me for the first time. Less than a year later she did it again, my final title in the CLAWS league but a deserved win for her. We met 6 more times in the league before I retired, winning 3 bouts each.
It would be another 13 years before I faced her again. Two bouts 4 months apart saw us both take the honours by a knockout. It was only in our last three wrestling encounters that I dominated the busty brunette. On the boxing side I will always be indebted to Suzi for her advice on tackling Jenny Black, a woman she had defeated multiple times in the league, and helping me to my first title win.
At 10:30 we were all back in the barn eager with anticipation. It had been over six years since Suzi had last put the gloves on and it was, perhaps, no coincidence that her last opponent had been Katie’s mother Nancy. The pair had contested the first round-robin senior boxing tournament in 2015. Suzi won their first encounter on points but they faced each other again at the end of the season, battling for last place. At the time Suzi was 48 to Nancy’s 56 but it was the veteran redhead who took the honours, knocking the larger woman out the fifth round – a fitting end to her career and her fourth victory over the busty brunette. Both women retired from tournament boxing after that fight although Suzi took part in the following year’s wrestling tournament.
Today Suzi was 54 to Katie’s 31 and had fought two fights in two days. It was going to be interesting to see how she fared against her less experienced opponent.
Katie was a plump, not fat, shapely young lady with a fuller, more curvaceous figure than her mother. She was, perhaps, an inch taller than Suzi but decidedly lighter that the buxom 54-year-old.
Suzi had asked me to be in her corner while Katie had chosen Terri. I helped Suzi put her gloves on and climb into the ring where Sian and Katie were waiting. Sian spoke to the small group of us:
“Well ladies, this is a nice surprise for us. I’m sure no one needs me to explain the rules so I’ll just let these two ladies duke it out until one of them fails to beat my count. But as we are now becoming one big happy family again, I’d like you ladies from CLAWS to score this match as you would one of your own. I will announce the scores at the start of each round.”
With that she gestured to Katie and Suzi to return to their corners before calling: “Seconds out, round one.”
Shannon rang the bell and started the timer and we were off.
As she moved out to face Katie, I could see Suzi had lost none of her poise and agility, using those pendulous tits of hers as counterweights to get her out of trouble, a tactic I was encouraging Lynne to study and copy.
Katie was a competent boxer but she wasn’t in her mother’s league. Her youth and fitness meant she moved faster as the two women sounded each other out. She probably landed more jabs than Suzi but they lacked the power of the older woman’s strikes.
She was also probably slightly better at avoiding Suzi’s blows but when they did land, they clearly hurt her.
The bell sounded for the end of round one, bringing to a close 3 minutes of fairly even action. I would probably have given Katie a slight edge but Suzi was certainly putting up a good fight. She returned to the blue corner glistening with sweat and grinning broadly.
As I sponged her down, she smiled at me and said: “I’d forgotten how much fun this is, Ellen.”
Sian went first to Jay, then to Sue and finally to me to collect the scores. I won’t say what I told her but she then went to the centre of the ring and announced:
“The CLAWS ladies have scored this round 3 points each, let’s see if that changes in round 2.”
Round two started much as round one had ended but sensed that Suzi was getting impatient as she started to attack Katie harder. The youngster used her speed and agility to keep out of trouble, occasionally firing off a shot in response.
It was during one of these ‘cut and run’ moves that Katie scored her first real points on the fight, sidestepping Suzi’s assault and on the ear with a right hook and sending the bigger woman staggering into the ropes.
Sian was quick to usher Katie to a neutral corner as Suzi turned back from the ropes, cursing. A standing count, a first for the NBFC, followed, much to Suzi’s annoyance. When Sian waved Katie back in, Suzi didn’t hold back. She charged the smaller woman and battered her back into the corner she’d just come out of. Sian moved to separate them but not before Suzi had delivered two sharp blows to Katie’s solar plexus.
As the older woman stepped back the LLCC fighter dropped to her knees clutching her middle. Suzi crossed the ring and Sian began counting. Katie made it up at eight and, although clearly hurt, managed to hold her opponent off until the end of the round.
This time when Suzi returned to our corner she was clearly more in the zone. Her smile had become more of a snarl and all she said to me during the entire break was:
“Little bitch”
I assumed that was aimed at Katie. When Sian asked me for my points, I reminded her that Suzi had taken 2 for the knock down to Katie’s 1 for the standing count and gave my girl 2 points as well. Sian then announced:
“The ladies of CLAWS have scored this round 7 points to Suzi and 2 to Katie. Suzi leads by 10 points to 5. But remember, it’s not the points that count, it’s who gets the knockout.”
Katie glared at Suzi across the ring and, when the bell sounded for round three, she launched herself at the larger woman. Suzi seemed to have no answer as the young Londoner beat her from one side of the ring to the other. The powerful, buxom 54-year-old was struggling at the hands of the younger woman and it was only a matter of time before she went down.
Half way through the round Katie’s left to the belly doubled Suzi over and her right upper cut connected with the Marshall’s CEO’s jaw. Suzi dropped to her hands and knees.
She made it up at nine but she was clearly tiring and struggling under Katie’s assault. With 45 seconds of the round remaining a left upper cut from the Londoner caught the busty brunette in the love box and a right hook sent her crashing, face down, to the mat for the second time in the round.
For a moment my view of the fallen Marshall’s CEO was blocked by Katie’s delicious backside as she bounced across the ring to a neutral corner but then I found myself starring at Suzi’s prostrate form, seemingly unconscious, in the middle of the ring.
Sian moved in and began counting over the fallen woman. For a moment I thought it might be over but at the count of three Suzi raised her head. Slowly she pushed herself to her hands and knees where she paused for a moment, a dazed expression on her face, her pendulous tits hanging down and her nipples rubbing on the canvas, before staggering to her feet, just beating the count.
Sian waved Katie back in as Suzi unsteadily resumed her guard. Somehow, she managed to hold the younger woman off until the bell sounded for the end of the round and she returned to our corner, almost collapsing onto the stool I’d placed for her.
“Suzi, are you sure you want to continue?” I asked.
“Of course,” she replied, breathing hard and red faced, “I’ve got her right where I want her.”
‘Who are you kidding?’ I thought, but said nothing as I wiped the sweat from her body and sprayed her with water to cool her down.
When Sian asked for my score, I had to be honest, Katie had dominated the round from start to finish and it was no surprise to me when Sain announced:
“The ladies of CLAWS have scored the round 10 points to Katie and no points to Suzi. Katie now leads by 15 points to 10.”
A short while later Shannon called “seconds out”, the bell sounded for the start of round four and the pair closed on each other again. Suzi cautious, moving slowly with her guard high and Katie more confident and with a spring in her step.
Buoyed up by her success in the previous round and keen to wrap things up, Katie quickly went on the attack landing a series of blows to Suzi’s tits and ribs and causing the veteran to back up but then a flurry of punches from the Marshall’s CEO put the younger woman on the back foot and she broke off her attack.
They moved apart, both gaining a few moments’ respite before coming together and locking up in the centre of the ring in a strange, erotic clinch. Their left hands around each other’s necks and their gloved right hands between each other’s thighs, rubbing their opponent’s pussy, as they indulged in a kiss that was as passionate as gum shields would allow.
A stunned Sian could only watch in amazement and made no attempt to break them up. The effect was electric on all of us. Outside the ring Terri and Jay had one eye on the action as they fondled each other and Sue’s eyes were glazed over as she fingered herself. In the red corner Shannon was vigorously rubbing her pussy and I couldn’t keep my hands off mine.
Suddenly Suzi broke the stalemate, unhooking her left arm and shoving Katie away. A right upper cut slammed into the younger woman’s cxnt and, as her legs buckled, a left hook slammed into the side of her head. Katie fell face first to the mat and Suzi staggered backwards into the blue corner.
Sian began counting over the motionless Ms. Holder while Ms. Lomax steadied herself against the turnbuckles. At eight Katie stirred and rolled over onto her back but that was it. Sian counted to ten and all hell seemed to break loose – or was it all heaven?
Shannon charged into the ring and threw herself on top of the fallen Londoner in a 69 position. Her mother slipped out of the ring and into the welcoming arms of Mrs. Barton. Jay and Terri simply started fucking each other. Suzi, slumped in the corner next to me cried out:
“Ellen! Finish me now! Make me cum!”
I slipped between the ropes and knelt in front of the buxom brunette, my tongue finding her clit as my right hand found my own.
Paige grabbed her handycam and ran from one franticly copulating couple to the next as, one by one, all eight women reached our climaxes. Suzi came violently, her love juices pouring down my face as I fingered myself. As I reached my nirvana she slipped down the turnbuckles to sit in front of me, placed her gloved hands on my ears, spat out her gum shield and kissed me hard.
I listened as each woman squealed or groaned their orgasm and then everything fell silent, apart from a lot of heavy breathing.
“Well, that’s one for the archive.” Said Paige, matter-of-factly, as she switched off the handycam.
Her words jolted everyone back into reality and we slowly picked ourselves up. Gloves were removed, bodies wiped down with towels, robes donned and the group made their way silently back to the farm house, each lost in their own thoughts.
No mention was made of Suzi’s victory, for victory it clearly was, but I silently congratulated the veteran, who had knocked out a woman nearly 25 years her junior, albeit in rather interesting and unexpected circumstances.
An hour later, showered and dressed in our travelling clothes, we assembled in the kitchen where Sian served us another wonderful lunch. After lunch we made short work of putting away the ring and then we prepared to say our goodbyes.
Jay and Suzi were heading across the Pennines to visit the Marshall’s clubs in Leeds and Newcastle and I couldn’t help but wonder what Mrs. Marchant would make of Ms. Lomax’s liberation. Katie was heading back to London. Sue, Terri and I would be heading south as well. And Paige would be following us a couple of hours later, visiting another old friend on her way.
Katie left first, followed a few minutes later by Jay and Suzi. Then it was our turn. Reluctantly the three of us got back in Sue’s car, Terri grabbing the back seat and me riding shotgun, waved farewell to Paige, Sian and Shannon and drove off down the farm track and south through the village towards the M6 and, in about 4 hours’ time, the little part of England that had always been my home.
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On the drive south in Sue’s car I rode shotgun while Terri sprawled in the back seat. I quizzed Terri about Jenny Dawson and she filled me in, while Sue listened intently:
“Jenny is Rose’s step sister. She’s about 10 years her junior. Taller and slimmer, at least she was 25 years ago, and a competent fighter but not in Rose’s league.”
“So, you don’t fancy her then Terri?” I asked.
“Oh, I fancy her alright. She is, was, a very attractive young lady…”
I turned to face her in the rear seat. She saw the expression on my face and quickly blushed.
“Oh, you mean fancy her as a boxer? I thought you meant…”
“Oh Terri, you didn’t, did you?”
“Ellen, I cannot tell a lie, I did. We met at Nicole’s in the summer of 1995. I was 27 and she was about 21. She was a student in Germany at the time and a very pugnacious young lady. We fought twice and I beat her both times, once by a knockout and once on points. We also spent a lot of time getting to know each other...”
She seemed lost in thought for a moment so I prompted: “Terri?”
“I went back to Nicole’s the following summer, just after I graduated. Lesley was there and I was keen to fight her again but Jenny pestered me for a rematch and eventually I agreed. She’d improved a lot in a year and knocked me down a couple of times. To be honest I was lucky to last six rounds and even luckier to score a narrow points win.
I think she was really pissed off about that. I remember her saying to me ‘you’re good but you’re not as good as my sister Rose’. I told her I’d like to test that theory but she said Rose wasn’t fighting as she was pregnant with her second child. She said ‘I’ll let you know when she gets back in the ring, I’ll enjoy watching her beat the shit out of you.’ Of course, we had to wait 25 years for that but Jenny was right, Rose did beat the shit out of me, didn’t she Ellen?”
“Indeed, she did, but you gave her a run for her money.”
“When was this and what happened?” Asked Sue
“Just a few months ago,” I replied, “Terri here decided to seek Rose out and challenge her to a fight. Rose is a member of the LLCC so Katie set it up in a gym on the south bank. I went along as Terri’s second. It was a fight to the finish, no throwing in the towel and no stopping by the ref. The first three rounds were even but then Rose took over and Terri took a beating. I wanted to throw in the towel but I wasn’t allowed. Katie was the referee. She said she wanted to stop the massacre but she wasn’t allowed to either. Ms. Brooks here just wouldn’t give up and it wasn’t until the seventh round that Rose finally knocked her out.”
“Wow,” said Sue, “How did you feel after that Terri?”
“To be honest I was a mess. It took me days to recover. I think it affected my performance in my fight with Kelly a few weeks later but I’m fully recovered now. And I want a rematch.”
I scowled at Terri disapprovingly as Sue continued:
“And you’re looking forward to fighting Jenny again?”
“Yes, I wonder how it will go. Apparently, like Rose, she continued fighting at Gerry’s and the LLCC but she’s not been very active recently She must be about 47 or 48 now so she probably has me figured for an old lady but I’ll show her I’m not past it.”
“Did she see your fight with Rose?”
“Katie says she was in the audience so, yes, she must have.”
“Did she ever tell you how she got into fighting?”
“Yes, quite simple, she used to watch Rose train and fight and she got the bug.”
Sue moved the conversation on:
“And you, Ellen, how do you feel about facing Nancy again?”
“Well, I did promise to fight her a couple of years ago but something got in the way. We’ve fought each other six times now. In our first fight I knocked her out, my first ever boxing knockout, the next two times she beat me and then I beat her twice. In the summer of 2018, she beat both Terri and myself. She was close to 60 then and we agreed we’d fight once more to decide who was best. That fight was scheduled for April 2020…”
“Oh!” Said Sue. I continued:
“I have to admit that I’m not happy about getting back into the CLAWS ring so soon after I said I’d never fight there again, but a promise is a promise and it’s not a CLAWS event. As to my chances, obviously I’d rate them about even. Nancy surprised us both in 2018, I was at the top of my game, so was Terri, that she beat us both was a real shock. I have no doubt she’s been training hard with Katie and Rose. Terri and I will just have to make sure we train harder.”
The conversation turned to the weekend’s events and the rest of the action. Terri praised me again for my efforts against Lesley and sympathised with Sue for the treatment she received at the hands of Mandy. In turn we congratulated Terri on her victory over Blake and on resisting Suzi’s big boobs.
“If only I’d known she was starting to swing,” Said Terri, “I might have used my wiles to do to Suzi what Shrimp did to you, Ellen.”
“Excuse me,” I replied, “Shannon didn’t make me cum until after she’d beaten me. It was a fair fight…”
“A fairly sexy fight.” Interrupted Terri with a chuckle, “My girl did well, and don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it. I know what you two were up to last night.”
“Like father, like daughter, ‘dad’”, I shot back and we all laughed.
“Were you two surprised about Jay and Suzi getting back into the ring?” Ask Sue.
“I had my suspicions.” Said Terri.
“How come?” I asked.
“One night after my fight with Rose I stopped by the castle for a check-up with Cassy. She told me Jay and Suzi were there, sparring in the ring room.”
“Cassy knows everything,” Said Sue, “even how long Larry Foxton’s dick is.”
“She ought to, she’s married to him.” Said Terri.
“What?! When?”
“Didn’t you know? They’d been together on and off for years but they finally tied the knot earlier this year. Why, did you fancy trying him out?”
“No, but he made a pass at me back in November when I first joined the club. I told him to fuck off because I was happily married.”
“And having an affair with you next door neighbour’s wife?”
Sue blushed and said: “No, I didn’t mention that.”
Terri continued: “When did they get married, Ellen?”
“Early in the new year, a couple of weeks before your fight with Rose. I remember calling Cassie from the train back to ask her to come and sort you out. I was worried I’d interrupt their Saturday morning shagging but it seems our Larry is a typical bloke – having finally won the hand of his princess he’d fucked off to play golf with his mates, leaving poor Cass in bed fingering herself.”
“Do you think she was doing that?”
“Who knows? Quite probably. She’s no saint you know and she’s got a fine collection of ‘massage tools’ in her office. She’s probably got better ones in her bedside draw.” Interjected Terri.
“Anyway, the size of Larry’s dick isn’t exactly a secret,” I continued, “even I know that, it’s 7 inches when it’s up – and a nice snug fit.”
“Huh?”
“Larry was the last man Ellen fucked.” Explained Terri.
“And the last one I ever want to.” I added. “Larry makes passes at all the girls and he’s had quite a few, probably including Terri but then she’ll shag anyone.”
“Ellen Shaw! Wash your mouth out.” Said Terri, indignantly, “I prefer ‘most people’ to ‘anyone’, thank you very much. And since you’re asking, I’ve had the pleasure of Mr. Foxton and I can confirm Ellen’s estimate of his size.”
“I fought him first, did you?”
“Of course not, he took me to dinner.”
“He took me to dinner too, that’s when I challenged him to fight me.”
“What?! You fought Larry Foxton?” Exclaimed Sue.
“He wanted to fuck me and I said ‘you’ll have to fight me first’. He agreed. I said ‘if you win you can fuck me’.”
“So, you fought him and he beat you.”
“No, like I said, if he beat me, he could fuck me. He lost, so I fucked him.”
“What?”
“You should see the video.” Said Terri, “It’s hilarious. He’s wearing Cassy’s fighting briefs…”
“What? Like ‘I’m wearing my wife’s knickers?”
“Yes, except they weren’t married then. Anyway, Ellen beat the crap out of him…”
“It wasn’t quite that straight forward; he nearly beat me when he kicked me in the cu…”
“Ellen! Don’t spoil it. Anyway, Ellen here makes him shoot his load and he’s too embarrassed to get up so he’s counted out.”
“Actually, I kicked him the balls, he wasn’t going to get up anyway.”
“All I know is that when he did get up Cassy’s knickers were covered in his jiz. You should watch the video, Sue.”
“Where can I find it?”
“If you must watch it,” I said, huffily, “It’s in the CLAWS archive. Gabi and Jay wouldn’t release it because they don’t agree with mixed wrestling. Anyway, take that as a warning, he’ll probably try it on again with you at some point Sue, after he’s had Lynne of course.”
It sounded rather catty but I didn’t doubt for a moment he’d be chasing Sue’s buxom blonde neighbour as well.
“Cassy doesn’t mind,” added Terri, “she knows she’s the best shag he’ll ever have – that’s what makes them a perfect couple.”
“He only left me alone because the morning after he shagged me, he found me in bed with Erica and I told him that, while he was good, I preferred the real thing.”
Terri laughed and Sue gasped at that. Sue seemed mildly shocked at our crudeness and lapsed into silence. Terri continued her story:
“Anyway, after my check-up Cassy and I went to the control room and watched them for a bit. I was confused. Why were they training together? Jay had told me I was the last person she was going to fight. Surely, they weren’t going to fight each other? When I saw they were both here it made more sense.”
“Like most of us I suspect Jay has a bucket list and Sian and Peggy would both be high on it so I’m guessing she’s happy with this weekend’s results. But did you know about the bad blood between Suzi and Evie, Terri?”
“No, I didn’t, I wasn’t around for the tournament they were in. I still have no idea what it was about.”
“I watched the video of the fight while Sue was resting on Saturday evening. Suzi was about to take the fifth fall by pinning Evie when Evie grabbed the back of her pants, pulled her over and reversed the hold.”
“Way to go, Evie!” Said Terri.
“Maybe, but Suzi felt cheated and has always wanted a rematch – she got her wish this weekend, and a lot more.”
We chatted away and before we knew it, we were pulling up to Terri’s gate and wishing her goodbye. Half an hour later Sue dropped me at my cottage and headed back to her family. After she’d left, I realised I’d forgotten to ask her whether Jay had made good on her promise of ‘later’ to Sue the day before. Well, that would be a topic for our next training session.
Back in my own space I was left to reflect on what an enjoyable weekend I’d had. I went to the kitchen, opened a bottle of Pino and raised a glass to my friends in the north and to many more happy adventures. I may be 60 but 60 is the new 40, and sometimes I still feel like I’m 20 again.
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