Again, Ladies and Gentlemen, i've received some more constructive criticism regarding another bad habit in my writing, my overuse of ' ' marks within. This is actually quite an old story of mine, written some time ago, but i've tried to edit it to remove most of the ' ' use. Some i have left in, because i did feel it appropriate, and, of course, i might have 'missed' some. The same also applies to my other bad habit, my overuse of CAPITAL letters.
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GETTING MY JUST COME-UPPANCE!
Immediately after our eyes had met her lips formed into a welcoming smile. It was Saturday night, as usual I was down the Railwayman's Arms in the centre of town, a large pub complete with dance floor, a known pulling venue. The girl who flashed that smile in my direction was attractive if not stunningly gorgeous and I gladly returned her facial gesture, then walked over to the table she was sitting at. Introducing myself I offered to buy her a drink, she accepted and told me her name, Hanna. And so our brief relationship started, we chatted for a long period of time and exchanged phone numbers and addresses before parting. Hanna clearly wasn't a sex on first date type of girl, and I wasn't going to push anything on that score tonight. I quite liked her and wanted to see her again, sex could wait for later.
We went for another drink together a couple of days later, and the next Saturday evening we abandoned the Railwayman's as we dined at the very good Indian restaurant close to where I lived. And I noticed that Hanna was dressed to kill tonight, it was clear that sex was very much on her agenda this time, the clothes she wore made it perfectly clear that she had bedroom action in mind. Not that I was going to dis-appoint her on that score. She wore a beautiful leather suit that clung to her figure perfectly, complete with a tight leather skirt. And her legs were covered in very sheer nylon, that clearly were not tights! Oh yes, she was dressed to give an undisputed message 'I'm UP for it!' Which made the King Prawn Madras taste even better than normal!
Because Hanna made no objection when I suggested her staying the night at my house roughly five minutes' walk from the Raj Tandoori. And when we arrived in my bedroom she lost no time in removing her clothes to reveal that I'd been totally correct about the stockings, and they were held up by a beautiful lacy and very sexy suspender belt! Oh yes, we were talking about real quality here, complete with the classy tie at the sides knickers that didn't stay on too long at all! Although she seemed reluctant, finally she did agree to walk up and down the room as if on the catwalk, with myself becoming more and more turned on by the sight of her wearing such gorgeous attire and hoping her abilities in bed were of the same level.
Unfortunately that night proved to be very much a case of 'all the gear, no idea!' Hanna didn't have a clue, she was clearly sexually inexperienced and didn't appear to be either able or willing, almost certainly due to nothing more than sheer nervousness, to respond to the considerable efforts that I put in to make it a memorable night. Instead it become a deeply disappointing one, and clearly Hanna had to go. Now I could have continued the relationship, tried to guide her and use my knowledge to teach her with quite a reasonable chance of success, but quite frankly I just couldn't be bothered. There were plenty more girls out there, and ones who would be able to turn me on completely.
Yes, yes, I know. You see in those days I was far too self-centred to act responsibly and do the right thing. I really believed that I was the centre of the world, and that everything should revolve around me. I was the spoilt only child of very rich parents, they'd paid the full deposit on the house I owned, and I had a well-paid job in my father's Company. I did know how to work hard, I'd done so at both school and university getting a First-Class Honours Degree in Electrical Engineering, and I did earn that money at Dad's Electronics Firm doing my job extremely well. But as far as women were concerned they were just simply objects to satisfy MY sexual desires, I never really considered their feelings and emotions at all. I was extremely good looking and rich, so could attract the opposite sex without much difficulty. Naturally I became totally conceited, and therefore poor Hanna didn't stand a chance.
And the one thing that would have led to myself making an effort to help her never occurred. As I said before, although she was good looking and attractive she wasn't stunning in the looks department. So none of the lads drooled over her, sure they all accepted her as my, temporary, girlfriend but none of them lusted after her or were jealous of me going out with her. So, as I say, she had to go. Although it should be said I wasn't cruel or intentionally evil. I took no pleasure in breaking Hanna's heart and I did have the decency to at least tell her she was dumped to her face rather than just ringing or ignoring her. But as I alluded to earlier, having her as my girlfriend didn't turn heads or do great things for my street credibility so I just let her go and moved on. As I tell you this and recall my attitudes at that time of my life I'm hanging my head in shame, yes, I really was that shallow in those days!
Anyway a few weeks later there I was, back at the Railwayman's, yes it was almost next to the Railway Station, when I again caught the eye of a woman who also flashed a smile, a really provocative one this time, in my direction. Actually I hadn't clocked her at first, it was one of the lads who spotted her and pointed her out to me, and he clearly realised that it was I who she seemed to be interested in. She was somewhat older than us, I was in my early twenties at the time and she appeared to be around forty. But that didn't stop her from appearing utterly glamorous, she was clearly a woman of real style and oozed sex appeal in spades. Again she'd dressed almost as if she intended to turn me on, another stylish leather suit with tight skirt with legs covered in very sheer nylon. I don't think that the term 'cougar' was in common use in those times, but this woman was almost a perfect definition of the word and I'd always fancied a dalliance with such a female. This one in particular promised a sexual experience that would compensate for the dis-appointment that Hanna had proved to be, so yes, I was ready to respond to her obvious overtures. Especially as once the lads had worked out what was happening, they all indicated approval for me checking her out for a possible older woman one night stand.
