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Dear readers:
I plan on putting my next selection of stories into another ebook which I will be selling for 99c on Smashwords. Because of this, each story will be available for one day ONLY in full. After that you'll have to buy the book to read it. My first book will always be free.

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It didn’t take long for Penny and me to decide that it would make far more sense for us to move in together. I invited Penny to move in to my Wimbledon flat temporarily, away from her scummy room, until we could find a suitable two-bedroom apartment for us both. The occasional bout of playing notwithstanding, we would be living together as flat-mates, not lovers.

She leapt at the chance and I dispatched Fred to move her and her few boxes to mine. I offered my king sized bed to share, but she preferred to sleep on the sofa-bed until we found our own place.

Penny was a very easy flat-mate and we soon found a lovely two-bedroom maisonette in Streatham with a garden and permission to redecorate.  The landlord even offered to give us the keys early so we could go in and do it up before we moved in. I had a bit of a pang handing in my notice at my old flat, but my half of the rent of the new place was less than I was paying now, so we were saving money.

The month flew by. Work was pouring in, for both Penny and me, sometimes together and sometimes separately. Penny was quickly making a name for herself and we spent the afternoons decorating our new place.

Moving day came and Jake, the rather gorgeous ‘man with a van’ we had booked, came with his mate Dean to move our stuff.  It was unusually warm for September and, once they had unloaded at the other end, they were glad of the offer of the cold Cokes we had already put into the fridge at the new flat.  Perhaps it was a bit naughty of me to shake them up in the kitchen before giving them to the movers, but it did the trick.

“Bloody hell!” Jake jumped up off my sofa as the can erupted rather splendidly all down the front of his chest. Dean had already begun to open his before he realised what had happened and his, too, spurted and frothed all over his top.

“Fuck,” he said, batting ineffectually at the sodden material and slurping at the can to prevent any more overspill.

“Oh I’m so sorry; they must have got dropped,” I said, rushing into the kitchen to grab a roll of kitchen towel. I knelt down on my hands and knees in front of them mopping up the drips on the fortunately laminated floor, making sure they had a good view down my skimpy top. I saw that Penny had got a wet cloth for them to sponge their tops with.

“That won’t do any good,” I said. “Tell you what – I can put them through a quick wash cycle in the machine – they’ll be washed and dry in an hour. Unless you have somewhere you need to be.”

The boys looked at us and then at each other. Penny treated them to a flutter of her eyelashes and a flirty little smile.

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