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This was up and back on the twisty turvy Highway One, and most of the way back in the rear of an open pickup truck. I was with Nadia's friend Anne who I met-first. Back in the city we got let off on Fulton Street bordering Golden Gate Park; and having to pee really bad, we ran down an overgrown weedy hill into the Park. We fell into each others arms after, and laid on the ground in embrace, and the thought came over us both. But then another thought, you could feel like a sinking cover over of us - this could be dangerous, here in this place, at-night in the dark. Not-sure but think we did-it in another place but only once or twice.
Women would tend to disappear afterwards. Think it was a loyalty-test a lot of times, but I would never wait around. And what I really hated was them more or less natural when first-met, and all feminized on the second meeting. I liked the and acted on the first her not the second.
Then there was a short maybe two or three week affair with Nadia. She hung around quite a bit in the apartment even before we started our fling. Below each of the front windows in the front room were divans that doubled as beds for stay overs. Nadia had a way of laying on her side on the north divan looking out through the window, so that her butt was prominently displayed. Don't know about anybody else but drove me nuts. It was her idea that I put a ceramic lamp I had built into a store down-town for a Christmas charity thing. It didn't sell and I was thankful for that.
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