My first lay

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We were walking down a very busy street when we noticed two very pretty girls eyeing us. We smiled at them and they blushed and returned our smiles. We at once saw that they were not street walkers and also that by their looks neither was more than eighteen or nineteen years old at most.

French they answered us in perfect English; we were pleasantly suprised at this, and asking them to join us in a bit off refreshment they agreed.

As we sat sipping our drinks they told us their names were Denise and Olivette de Mauverlin, cousins attending a young lady's academy in a village about ten kilometers distant from the city and had to be back on a train that left shortly. We asked them if we could accompany them, and they coquettishly told us to suit ourselves.

"But," Denise added, "we would like to have you, and I am sure we can manage to see you thisevening. ing the local train with them were soon on our way.

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