Last day at work before two weeks off! There’s nothing better than bragging about holidays.
“See. We’re made for each other.”
Drinks at Shep’s, food at Mildred’s and sex at mine.
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Colleague free day. So, home after lunch to masturbate and lie around on the sofa.
Finally got dinner at the Soho Mildred’s. Found out Mildred was a prostitute.
‘Did you just “amirite” me?’ Glyn
Standing on the roof – almost looking at a London skyline. Always feels rebellious being on a roof.
More colleagues bonding. This time in a van.
Mildred’s. Finally. Very yummy.
Three little things 