Fingered On Holloway Road
The Girl With The One Track Mind has been oh so busy lately. Not only has she been flirting with cops (when she’s usually a “what’s a penny made of?” sort of girl), but she’s also been getting fingered in public, and liking it:
So, we’re standing on Holloway road, kissing like two drunken teenagers on a night out; snogging away, oblivious to the people milling around us trying to get the last tube home. The warm summery air is making us both frisky: our hands explored each other eagerly as our mouths moved in synch. We stood there and kissed, and the world revolved around us. Magical.
I was it is fair to say, very turned on. And from the feel of him pressed up hard against my thigh, he was too. The heat between us was intense, the passion fired up. So when he asked me, if he could “feel” me, I didn’t question what he meant: it felt only natural to go with the flow (so to speak).
Even when he slid his hand underneath my jeans and pushed two fingers inside me.
As we stood on Holloway road.
With people walking all around us.
My, oh, my.
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Yes, someday I too hope to find someone who will engage in heavy petting with me while the crowd presses against us, someone Without prior convictions this time. . .
I wonder what jeans she was wearing? pants or skirt? Tight or loose? Because if pants and tight, I don’t see how this can be done. Unless of course she stood in the middle of the road with her jeans down. I am surprised nobody reported them. But then this is passion I guess, but sometimes maybe passionate doesn’t mean being an exhibisionist?
SF, I was wearing a pair of hipster-style stretchy denim calf-length trousers. Although they were of the figure-hugging variety, I had no belt on, so he was able to get his fingers underneath them (with them still buttoned up).
It sounds more difficult and precarious than it actually was; I should point out that this all took place in the matter of minutes, so the risk of arrest by British Bobbies was limited.
Though I am still slightly worried about the cctv cameras that overlooked the part of the pavement we were standing on…
I know of an attractive young couple who have cut the pockets out of each other’s pants…
Been there done that. Married her.