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A Triple Whammy. Guy was a Sub-Contractor, working all over the place. But he usually returned for the Friday Night Darts Match. His Fiancee, a Nurse, travelled the 100+ miles most weekends so's they could Lodge at the Pub. Guy then asked me to be Best Man at their upcoming Wedding.

The following Weekend, he suggested that since the Geordie Team were playing Locally, I should go to the Match. Little did I realise t'was but a ruse! Her Father, a Decorated War Veteran, wanted to give me the "Once-Over"! A True Hero, a real Gentleman, I'd read of his exploits and was so pleased to actually meet him. He was pleased to meet me, spending the Match stood by my side. We parted on the Very Bestist Terms.

She arrived for the next Weekend, Monday Morning Guy setting off to work. But instead of catching the Train Home, she stayed, constantly pestering the Landlord as what time I would be there! Then, around 7pm, Guy arrived ! Sat in the TV Room, she heard his voice ! She grabbed her coat and bag and legged-it out of the back door ! Of course, I didn't find this out till Friday, when I was buttonholed by the Landlord ! I never said a word. Ever.

After the Wedding, they got a Local Ground Floor Apartment, Guy asking me to visit. I went, persuaded to stay the night. About 2 o'clock the light went on and she entered. Bollock Naked. Apparently, Guy had a Medical Condition requiring Instant Tablets. I rose from the sofa bed. Bollock Naked. I trailed her into the kitchen. We stood and admired each other, her eyes glued to my swelling, rising member, mine on her pert bosom and bushy mons. "Please don't touch me!" she begged, drawing a cup of water and switching off the light as she exited. I visited several times. Always the same routine. Always the same plea. Narry a word from him.