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ELEANOR REVISITED.It was almost ten years since I last saw Eleanor; I met her again quite by chance, literally bumping into her outside a supermarket. Apologizing and helping her pick up her groceries, she suddenly said “It’s Ray isn’t it?” Looking up and taking my first real good look at the woman I had collided with, I said “yes, oh my god, Eleanor.” She smiled and after some polite chat I asked “are you still into the same things as when we last met?” she nodded and added “although I have no master at present, I often think of those great times when we used to have fun!” This caused me to remember the things we had gotten up to, years ago.
Apart from ageing gracefully she still looked in really good shape, as my mind recalled her generous soft tits and her desires to be dominated. “Maybe we could get together again real soon?” I ventured. She reached into her pocket and gave me a business card with her home phone number and address upon it.
