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Once we got back home, we both sat down on the sofa and looked at each other. I was still in some shock as to what had happened that day.

However, we were both stirred from our daydreams when we heard the keys turning in the door and my girlfriend walked into the flat.

We sat together and discussed our respective days, with me and Maria omitting the finer details of our activities.

As we sat together we were trying to decide what we were going to do for the evening. Maria only had two more evenings left so we weren't sure if we should do something tonight or tomorrow night.