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lips and met hers. She lifted his hand up and over her right shoulder and behind her neck as the duo turned their heads slightly and began dancing with their tongues. She enveloped him with her arms and began stroking the back of his head affectionately, as they continued kissing.
    He stroked her hair and then moved down over her shoulders, inspiring an excited arousal like never before, aching to be inside her. She reached down and manoeuvred her hand palm down around his inner thighs and up over his bulging enthusiasm. He began gently stroking over her breasts before pulling her sleeves down. She reached behind herself and unzipped her dress to assist.
    The situation moved very fast and before he knew it she was on top of him. His hand reached around and slid along her stockings and up to the suspenders and then the beautiful smooth silky skin. Bodies interlocked, they fondled and cuddled, the sweat lubricating them as they manoeuvred together. It was too much for Ed as he climaxed quickly, clasping her firmly but affectionately with one hand, stroking her hair with the other whilst staring into her eyes. It was a moment of utter magic, sublime and all satisfying. It was a moment enough to satisfy him for life.
    Soon they had cleaned up, tidied themselves and headed back to the event.
    “This is the first time I’ve been intimate with someone straight away like this. It’s not like me - please don’t get the wrong idea. But I want to see you again, Ed,” said Abella as she slid a small piece of paper into his pocket before adding,
    “that’s my mobile phone number. I expect to hear from you.”
    “You will, trust me on that. I’ll text you my number.” With this, Ed placed his hand on her shoulder, stopped walking, and turned her to face him.
    “I tell you one thing from the bottom of my heart; I will never treat you like that animal treats you. You’re like a goddess in my eyes. I would give everything for you. I’m going to resign on Monday. This will be a lot easier if I’m not working for your husband.”
    “Soon to be ex-husband, Ed.”
    “Sounds good to me,” replied Ed as they skipped off back into the hall. Less than a year later they were married and Ed had started his own company.
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    He felt very sad reflecting back on his wife and that magical evening. He would never see her again and it filled him with such an overwhelming sadness. His thoughts turned back towards his current predicament as he continued his very slow passage towards the fox lair.
    The sun was beginning to bake the ground and heat his shell like a little oven. He realised why he had felt so hot and dazed the previous day carrying all that weight around whilst being slowly cooked like a lobster in its own shell. He looked forward to getting underground in the fox den sheltered from the heat. The going was getting tough though, as he struggled on in the bright day.
    “Get inside your shell,” he heard from beside him as he saw the fox come into view.
    “Get inside your shell,” the fox repeated.
    “Well, I don’t know how to do that.”
    “RAFFF, RAFFF, RAFFF,” the fox barked loudly, forcing Ed instinctually to shrivel up into the shell and out of sight.
    “Thank you,” gasped the fox as he got behind Ed and pushed him with his snout, speeding along the path like an out-of-control bobsleigh.
    “AArrggghhhhhhh… Wheeeyyyyyyyyyyyy, errrrrr,” Ed cried out helpless, but excited at the new rapid mode of transport offered to him.
    “This is too much, stop, stop! More like, how the hell are we gonna stop?”
    Suddenly, the tortoise was propelled into a soft bush, tossed over and over until he landed in an upside down position, whirling around like a spinning top.
    In no time, the panting fox was on the scene, having lost control of his projectile.
    “Sorry about that. Lost control a little bit. Easier than you walking though,” barked the fox as he flipped Ed upright like tossing a coin.
    “Yes, easier for sure, but