The Boy

So, during the summer, we have emailed and texted, catching up and flirting. I was working in Blackpool one Monday evening at the end of November, and The Boy suggested that I 'pop in' to his work place after I'd finished for a drink and a catch up. The workplace being a club, but on my route home.

I thought about it all through work. Should I go? Should I stay well away? The booking wasn't much good, I didn't sell much, so not much in way of wages. I packed up and turned the car around, it was ten-thirty and I felt shattered.

The Boy was still playing on my mind, he'd been sending naughty flirty messages all evening. Throwing caution to the wind, I programmed the venue address into the sat nav and headed towards the town where he was working.............

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