Blue Monday's Daring Blog

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The Graduate

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The letter was typed and quite formal. A professional lady liked my letter and wanted to meet me (no mention of the over-excited photo). By a very happy and quirky coincidence she lived on the outskirts of the very same London suburb as my university. Don’t you just love fate? I had to read the letter several (many) times to believe it was true. It was. Someone who was feminine wanted to check me out and get physical. My exultation was palpable. I took the letter with me while I visited a range of confectionery establishments in Purley and read it every 30 minutes just to convince myself that I wasn’t in the third dimension. I wasn’t. My sales that day were well below average. My heart rate and libido were well above.

It was that evening, as the initial excitement waned ... [more]