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Please do not judge me on moralistic ground, but I do need help.
I work as a porter on Peterborough North Station and several months ago a woman alighted from the Kings Cross train.
She was wearing a double breasted leather coat, clearly designer..Thomas Burberry I would hazard a guess, high heeled shoes from Prada.and expensively coiffeured hair and a presence that turned the heads of all on that platform that very day.
Immediately she espied me and in a walk, that was sheer poetry in motion show came up to me, opened her Loius Voitton handbag, pulled out a paper bag and said,
"Fancy a crisp�cheese and onion"
Immediately I knew that I was in the presence of class and breeding, not at all like the slappers that I had been used to working on the Railways and replied with my best cultured voice,
"No thanks �.I'm on a diet.
The train to Lincoln pulled onto Platform 3 and I helped her up the steps to the carriage and she turned her head towards me saying thank you accentuated by a salacious movement of her tongue.
As the train pulled away, I realized that I wanted her badly, I loved her and had to find her.
I know that she lives in the Lincolnshire area and from the odour of Dettol eminating from her tights as I helped her up the steps I would guess that she has medical work.
Please. Please�I beg of you, if anyone knows who this person might be, then let me know on Answerbank
I work as a porter on Peterborough North Station and several months ago a woman alighted from the Kings Cross train.
She was wearing a double breasted leather coat, clearly designer..Thomas Burberry I would hazard a guess, high heeled shoes from Prada.and expensively coiffeured hair and a presence that turned the heads of all on that platform that very day.
Immediately she espied me and in a walk, that was sheer poetry in motion show came up to me, opened her Loius Voitton handbag, pulled out a paper bag and said,
"Fancy a crisp�cheese and onion"
Immediately I knew that I was in the presence of class and breeding, not at all like the slappers that I had been used to working on the Railways and replied with my best cultured voice,
"No thanks �.I'm on a diet.
The train to Lincoln pulled onto Platform 3 and I helped her up the steps to the carriage and she turned her head towards me saying thank you accentuated by a salacious movement of her tongue.
As the train pulled away, I realized that I wanted her badly, I loved her and had to find her.
I know that she lives in the Lincolnshire area and from the odour of Dettol eminating from her tights as I helped her up the steps I would guess that she has medical work.
Please. Please�I beg of you, if anyone knows who this person might be, then let me know on Answerbank
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At the risk of being pedantic Sqad (for which I am sure I shall be well and truly punished)
1) there is no Peterborough North station anymore
2) I think there are no trains for Lincoln - they all go to Newark and you change there
3) There are no porters at Peterborough
4) If they were, they would not be dapper, charming, retired surgeons!
5) the other "slappers" moving though Peterborough station are often pi$$ed lawyers.
But good luck in your search for your classy lady (wearing tights - surely mutally exclusive?!) involved in medical work
BM x
1) there is no Peterborough North station anymore
2) I think there are no trains for Lincoln - they all go to Newark and you change there
3) There are no porters at Peterborough
4) If they were, they would not be dapper, charming, retired surgeons!
5) the other "slappers" moving though Peterborough station are often pi$$ed lawyers.
But good luck in your search for your classy lady (wearing tights - surely mutally exclusive?!) involved in medical work
BM x
