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There has been a complete lack of tits in my garden for the last week and it was starting to play on my mind. No cheeky little Blue Tits, no white-cheeked and black-capped Great Tits, and the pair of Long Tailed Tits who made occasional forays into the branches of the many well-lopped tree branches were conspicuous by their absence.Personally, I was blaming the army of House Sparrows which had taken up residence in the large bush adjacent to the garage for taking control of my bird feeders and forcing all the other birds elsewhere. Besides, after too many days trapped indoors enjoying the Christmas celebrations, I was beginning to feel a little bit musty and everybody was starting to get on my fucking nerves.A short walk, a brief perambulation, a chance to blow some of the cobwebs from my overfed flesh and TV-saturated mind. There was still 40 minutes until nightfall and the weather had held mild and dry, so a quick jaunt down across the railway line and along the riverbank would be quite restorative, and I could check isvecbahis to see if the tits had relocated themselves to the untended undergrowth that lined the river.It was nice to be outside; to feel wisps of air on my face, to stretch my legs, to peer into the semi-light, tinsel-bedecked, rooms of my neighbours as I skittered by my heels tipping and tapping across tarmacadam and then metal as I mounted the railway footbridge heading for the meadow beyond.”Good afternoon.”I’m nothing if not polite and in small towns you do tend to greet those you pass, even those staring off a bit forlornly down railway tracks and into the fading light. And he did look a bit sad and beaten down in his ‘seen better days’ mackintosh and, filled with the milk of human kindness, I hoved to next to him atop the footbridge and inquired as to his general wellbeing.”I’m just waiting for the 15.52 to Rochester.””Not to jump I hope.”I put a gentle mocking lightness into my voice to assure him that I wasn’t serious, though in truth I was a isveçbahis giriş tad concerned, but whatever my intentions he took me at my word and bristled in umbrage.”I, young lady, am hoping to catch my first glimpse of the new Sprinter S7DBV Class locomotive of which there are only currently five in operation throughout the entire rail network, and I have it from a very reliable source that one has been assigned to this line and that there is a very strong possibility that it might be the engine pulling today’s 15.52 to Rochester. The Sprinter S7DBV is…. “Now, dear reader, you may have noted that I’ve put the above words in quotation marks indicating that they are a direct quotes. But, truth be known, after he uttered the words ‘young lady’ I was simultaneously squirming in delight at such a descriptor and wondering whether the light had really got so bad that the rather obvious signs of my passing years were smoothed clear under dusk’s flattering hues. The rest of it was stuff about trains. Mostly it was isveçbahis yeni giriş gobbledegook and I think I’ve done you a favour with my inattentiveness to the actual words and with the brevity of my recollection because, believe me, he went on and on talking in an ever-tightening spiral of acronyms and numbers until he’d wound himself up into such a peak of excitement that I thought he might explode.Well, by this time I felt that my kindness had been fully milked and was possibly in danger of going sour so I wished him a pleasant evening, swivelled on my slightly sensible but still stunningly sexy block heels, and continued wiggling my way across the footbridge in search of the elusive tits.”Miss.”His voice broke across my departing back and with a barely suppressed sigh I turned once more to see how I could be of further assistance.Now let me be clear, my Christmas cheer and seasonal ‘goodwill to all men’ was pretty much used up by this point, so I was less than delighted upon turning to discover him holding his ‘seen better days’ macintosh wide, his soiled and grubby trousers pooled about his feet, and his perfectly respectable and quite enticing cock proudly erect and glaring at me with its one good eye from beneath his shirt tails.
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