Sex in the kitchen.
Ping pong and Mario Kart at Rowan’s.
French fries.
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The second train – so much leg room and quiet and less stinky.
Getting home.
Going to Hackney to have sex with Bobby
Sex with the windows and blinds open in the middle of the day.
The breeze on my vulva.
Singing in the shower before bed.
Waking up with Bobby.
Showing Bobby around my park and doing some heavy petting.
Jonny and I sharing stories about last night.
Kissing in the park.
Watching a LOT of Below Deck.
I slept in until 11.15.
Chatting with Sally.
Sexting with Bobby.
Interior design hunting with Jonny.
Being back in the ‘office’.
Texting Bobby all day.
Listening to his voicenotes to hear his accent again.
A sunny day. Looking out the window and seeing blue sky around the tall buildings.
Passing the First Aid course.
Texting Bobby.
Three little things 