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Catherine's unique way of teaching me Cockney rhyming slang
Reference text: London in the 1950s was a city that was rebuilding like lots of other cities and towns in the UK after the war. Migrant communities emerged and rationing had ended.

I'd put in for a number of jobs in the city and after securing a post at a factory in Hackney I moved from the Kent coast and obtained a room at a boarding house.

The people at the boarding house were friendly as were my co-workers at the factory. Many of them were cockneys as they were born within earshot of the bells of St Mary-le-bow church. They regularly spoke rhyming slang and though I tried to learn the slang it was difficult to work out what they were saying.

When I was eating lunch in the canteen there was a group of guys at the table behind me. They were chatting about a young lady called Barbara who worked in the offices.

A guy named Nick said "Barbara was outside having a smoke the other day. She was wearing a silk blouse that was strained over her Bristol's. The wind was cool and her raspberries poked through her blouse making my cock stiff".

Then Jim added "Richie has lady mucked him. He said her berk was the tightest he'd been in. She let him shove it in her bottle too".

"She's dating Gary now the bosses nephew" said Nick "A total merchant"....

When I came home from work Catherine who's room is next to mine was coming down the stairs. She works at the cafe down the road. Catherine's about 5ft2, nineteen, long black hair, slim, pretty face wearing an ivory merle blouse, brown woolen pencil skirt and green patent pumps.

We smiled at each other as she walked past. Then as I reached the stairs she said "Kev. Would you like to go for a drink? I was meant to be going out with a friend but she's had to stay late at her job".

Turning around I replied "I'd love too. Let me get out of my work clothes".

Up in my room I took off my clothes and put on a light blue shirt, navy trousers and brogues. Ducking to look in the mirror as I'm 6ft2 I brushed my short black hair then headed downstairs.

When Catherine and I arrived at "The cock inn" I ordered the drinks while she went and sat at a table. Bringing the drinks over I sat and we chatted about work. Catherine asked me about the workers at the factory.

"They're friendly but I can't fathom what they're talking about at times" I reply.

"Cockney rhyming slang?" she said with a grin.

I told her about the conversation I overheard about Barbara and she laughed loudly. Finishing her drink she said "I'll order another round then I'll take you back to my room and teach you".

When we had drank the drinks that Catherine had brought she and I headed home to the boarding house. Reaching her room she opened the door and I followed her in. There's a table under the window with perfume and make up neatly arranged on top, a wooden chair, bed against the side wall with soft toys on and a wardrobe opposite.

"Sit on the bed" said Catherine so I sat on the edge and she moved in front of me. Then without any hesitation she unbuttoned her Merle and removed it then took off her skirt and pumps. Standing there in a black nylon bra and matching high waisted knickers I felt my cock stiffen with excitement.

Catherine began to dance and I started dancing too as she went on. We moved around the room, our bodies rubbing together like two cars on the road. Catherine's legs were quick and so fast they would go around you once. She was dancing a little crazy, but it was fun.

After dancing some more Catherine stood up and said "You on top Kev". She lay down next to me, her body pressed against mine. Then as I moved my hand away she took it back and started dancing again.

Catherine continued dancing until she stopped for a moment and then turned around. The room was so small, we had almost danced ourselves in circles. Catherine then climbed out of the bed, leaving me standing alone in the room.

When we got to her apartment I asked if I could spend more time at her room. She agreed, and we spent the next few days teaching each other cockney rhyming slang, dancing, and making up new slang terms.

Catherine's way of teaching me was like a little adventure with lots of twists and turns. We learned so much, it was like a fun and exciting game that we would play together again and again.

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