Teen beauties Stories

I was lying in bed this morning, daydreaming. It was cold and I didn't want to get out of bed. An erotic night in London, fifty-odd years ago, popped into my mind, and as I got my memories of the night in order, I felt the need to write about it. So I dragged my sorry ass out of bed and searched out an old diary from those days. I was pretty sure it had a reference to the evening in it. I always had the best intentions wh...