THE VISIT

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THE VISIT
When I lived and worked in London from 1971-2002 I must have covered most of the sprawling metropolis and especially the City Of London. In those days if you worked industrial security and weren,t lucky enough to get a job with a firms private securitynthen you worked contract security liable to go any where and do a variety of jobs. In the past I,ve worked building sites trudging through mud, pop concerts, fashion exhibitions, trade conferences, stamp and coin exhibitions, art galleries, tourist attractions and countless office blocks. I,ve worked with all sorts of nationalities and colours of people and got on well with most of them, survived the threat of the IRA and their London Bombing campaign and experienced all the fun and games of commuting in London and the frequent strikes on public transport usually the underground. I,ve worked mostly nights and had some strange incidents happen I can,t even begin to explain. There illegal bahis siteleri was a stretch back in the late 1970s when we lived in Ponders End a part of zen field in North London in a spooky old house and I was fortunate enough to be assigned to a recycling plant a fifteen minute walk away in Brimsdown not far from the old Enfield Rifle and Munitions factory that once flourished there. I workedvdaynshifts there, but occasionally when they couldn,t get weekend part time guards to cover I volunteered to do either a Saturday or Sunday and now and then a night shift. One had to be able to do basic maths as waste cardboard had to be weighed in on the weigh ridge which was simple to operate if you knew how to do it. Saturdays were hectic till 1 pm when the weighbridge closed for the weekend.Sundays were a Dodd.e as long as you did the occasional patrol of the largevsite which fronted the River Lea and posed a high fire canlı bahis siteleri risk and the piles of cardboard waste were always subject to spontaneous combustion especially in hot summer. One Sunday after I,d gone a couple of weeks with no sex with my wife as she,d not been well and then I,d been working long hours so unbeknownst to me Sarah had talked her parents into driving over to collect our two c***dren and take them back to their house in Winchmore Hill to babysit for a few hours. I was nearly dozing off listening to a pop music station when there was a sudden tap on my shoulder and glancing up I thought I,d been caught out by one of my mobile inspectors who occasionally came round to check on guards to ensure they were okay, but relieved and surprised to see it was the lovely asarah who,d brought me the lunch I,d left behind at home in her old car. “Thanks Luv.” I kissed her gratefully. “I forgot all about bahis firmaları lunch and the cafe I sometimes buy food at is closed on Sundays so it would have been a long time till supper.” “ Thought I,d kill two birds with one stone and see there,s an old beat up couch back in the office.” “Yes. The night man sleeps on it and if it,s quiet like today I occasionally have a nap.” “Do you still have to call in every hour today?” “Every other hour. Just did the last one at 1. Next one,s not due till 3.” I replied. “Good. Follow me then. Can you lock the office door so we Won,t. E disturbed?” “Yes sure.” I secured the door and followed her into the rear office.”Expecting any inspectors around today?” “No. They delivered some paperwork yesterday.” I told her. “Good.” Shevturned round and unbuttoned her rain coat then let it fall over a nearby chair and stood magnificently Naked before the couch! “You came out in just your rain coat?” I was amazed. “Yeah I really feel horny and need your cock in the worst way! Can you Fuck Me Joe?” “You damned tight I can and Will Woman!” I began to remove my uniform as she lay down on the battered old couch on the old towel she,d brought with her to wrap,the food partly in.TBC

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