Becca, the girl I'd met in Berlin was often on my mind. What had started as a desire simply to get laid, which had been more than successful, had ended up with me hoping I might see her again. Many nights I'd lie in my bed and, eyes closed, use fingers or toys or both to replay in my mind those two nights of fabulous sex. I'd also found I liked her. My agent, Flick Caterham was throwing
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