March 27th, 2009

Meeting my Peepal

» Posted in Pissing Stories at 12:47 am

The day arrived at last and I headed off down the busy M4 motorway as soon as I had finished work. Several hours later I was sitting alone in the bar of our chosen restaurant nervously awaiting my email pen pal. I had all but given up hope when suddenly the entrance door swung inward and in walked Tina. It took me a moment to recognise her in the flesh (and clothed) but then I was walking over with a big smile on my face. Tina was as nice in person as she was over the Internet and we soon hit it off with small talk at the bar. We were then shown to our table where we chose our meals and proceeded to eat them whilst facing across from one another. At no stage up to this moment had either of us mentioned our secret hobby and the real reason for our meeting. Finally as our plates were taken away by the waiter, Tina finally plucked up the courage to broach the subject.

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