A glimpse of skin

Two lads walk by as I swing off my bike outside my front door. The one nearest to me has that perfect blooming skin, like the first apple of summer. I sigh as I dig out my keys.

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About Sarah Tanburn

I'm a writer, a sailor and a strategic adviser to public organisations. Visit my websites to find out more.
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