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Adventures in New LondonfritzFeb 27, 2011

I'm in a big foreign city, in a downtown with tall buildings - I think is New York, but in England. I'm there at a business event with a couple work-mates. We're done with our work for the day, so we gather at the hotel to change and then we head out into the city to explore.

To the side of a busy street, there is a very beautiful garden that appears to be someone's yard, which is odd because the area seems so crowded, the space so valuable. The door is unlocked, so we go in and walk through the garden, although it is too dark to see much. Just about the time we get to the gate on the opposite side, a man comes out and I compliment him on the beautiful garden and then he turns on the lights - and it isn't a garden at all, it's his living room. We have a good laugh, but he's very friendly and welcoming, and invites us to look around. His living room is very nice, and I find it interesting that they don't feel the need to lock their doors, even in the city like this.

We hang around with him for a few minutes, and then leave through the side door. There I happen to meet an oriental girl I knew many years ago in college, and I get into a car with her and her friends. There are two girls I know, one who is very cute, the other not so much, but the less cute one has a big crush on me. In the crowded back seat of the car, I attempt to kiss the one, but then I'm not sure who I've kissed, and it turns out I kissed the less cute one, and now she's really interested.

We go to someone's house for a while, and then leave. The crowd is thinning, leaving just me and the less-cute oriental girl from college in the back seat of the car, which is fancy, like a limo. I am talking to her, and several time incidentally touch her breasts, which are young and perfect, to see if she minds, and she doesn't at all.

I'm supposed to meet my friends to go to a show at 7, and it's nearing 6:30. I say we should be heading back toward downtown, and I pull out my Droid phone and try to call my friends. I tell the girl I'd rather hang out with her than go to the show, even if have to buy the ticket, but I have to at least let my friends know so they don't wait for me. We head back toward the hotel.

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