The Perfect 10
Used and abused by a beautiful young woman.This story takes place in between my two marriages, so around 1985 - a time in my life when I was going a bit crazy, chasing every piece of skirt that so much as smiled at me. My excuse is that I was trying to nullify the pain from my marriage breakup. Most of my old mates were married, so I was hanging out with Dennis, a mate I’d flatted with in London before my first marriage. One weekend in August, Dennis and I took of...