Mail Order Company
My first employment resulted in a lot of fucking.
This is not actually a fantasy. It is all true. I am not trying to boast. I was very lucky. At the age of twenty-two, I got a job in a city in the English Midlands working as a computer programmer for a large mail order company. I rented a small house near the centre of the city. It was at the end of a block of four and next to another block of four, separated by a pathway running through to the back yards. I moved in dur...