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Whilst awaiting your verdict dear readers I was reminded of the time that I sported a tobacco pipe. Money was a thing that I had not, for although it would have been possible for me to earn a high living as a "Rake", I could not bring myself to charge for services that pleased me so; that the women had no money either was of course an added factor. Thus, tobacco being expensive I merely sucked at the clay stem looking even more suave than before. Now that I am reminded, I take down from the mantle shelf my most treasured relic of those times; a briar bowl with amber mouth piece. This was a present to me from my dearest Sophie and was stolen from a large store of expensive items in the Papal city of Avignon. One may think this a simple gift from a simple girl to a simple man; I prefer "unsophisticated" to "simple". I thanked her and promised to repay her in the way that she loved; energetic fornication in which at one stage we sample each other's genitals at one and the same time. "Gaston, my handsome, brave and accomplished lover, I am sure that you will as ever excel and please me until I pass out with divine pleasure" she acknowledged. "But I wish to teach you a use for the present that may not at first be obvious to you". In order to give me just a taste of what was to come and to leave a souvenir Sophie sat in front of me on the ground, lifted her skirts and opened her legs wide. For this woman my staff rises without other prompting and this was no exception. "I see that your rod is suitably impressed with the pinkness of its plaything Gaston. He may if you allow, peek at the moistness of me but there is no time for him to enter the gateway". I dropped my pants to the floor and held the rod steady to prevent any ...

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