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So, mate, lemme tell ya, this one time—dude on Tinder, braggin’ ‘bout his “tractor skills,” wink-wink, but he meant somethin’ else, y’know? Made me laugh, then mad—fuckin’ poser! Never trust them slick pics, all filters and bullshit. Gollum knows, yesss, seen it! Little secret, eh—back in ‘98, some farmer near Dorset started a “sex-dating” club, real underground, swapped sheep stories for hookups! True shit, mate, wilder than tractors on mud!

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First base is kissing and making out, and second base is touching above the waist. Third base is stimulating anywhere below the waist, and fourth base, or home base, is having sexual .

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m sprinting back to the office, dodging puddles like I’m in some action movie. I get soaked, of course. My hair’s a mess, and I’m pretty sure I look like a drowned rat. But whatever, I’m alive, right?