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I found the hotel, one of those ex-country house hotels; very up market and not easy to find. As I drove down the drive, I felt my heart rate increase as I contemplated what may be about to happen; I'd only ever kissed one guy before and was nervous about how far John would expect me to go.

As I stepped out of my car and approached the front door, it opened a crack. I pushed my way in through the storm doors and before me stood John; late 40's, a little shorter than me and stocky. He was in a suit, complete with a smart looking tie.

John stepped towards me and stepped straight into a firm kiss. I was still drinking in the posh surroundings, and John, and found myself slightly overwhelmed.