Taking a leisurely stroll through the Scottish Borders hills, is the last place I'd expect to find outdoor fun on a grand scale..coming across what I thought initially was an antique car rally parked up..quickly turned out to be more than car lubricants covering the front of many windscreen...hadn't arrived back home more then an hour, when a knock at the door..revealed one of the gurls who had spotted and followed me home..what could I do but submit to her..I ached too feel her as we embraced (I'm hard just remembering) the heat out our bodies raised the passion a few degrees higher...hmmm
