APOLOGIES

As you may have noticed, I've abandoned "The Last Ape House". Why? I'm not entirely sure, but I think laziness undoubtedly played a part. Feel free to use up your precious time by returning
to the beginning and reading the first 52 sections. Or just forget you ever came here.

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52.
Jelly smearing, anal action, knob wrestling, elbow sucking, infinite uniforms: school, nurse, traffic warden, air hostess. Not that Dicky cared - cipher sought lost cipher. Obstinately he searched through each page, turning them over carefully, without hope. Articles on Lamborghini, readers’ letters, film star profiles, lubricator adverts, umpteen general knowledge quizzes etcetera...

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51.
Magazines - hundreds of every variety - emerged from beneath floor. Dominatrixes and babydolls, doucheurs, pissers and white-knicker shitters, big ears, big arses, gargantuan knockers, airbrushed eyes, blow jobs, hips, undulating flesh, impudent gazes, crotch shots, enemas and navels as orifices.

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50.

50.
Zookeepers being eager and lonely, their dirt is all.

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49.
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48.

48.
Seven years culminating in sharing porn (kneeling) with a zookeeping triumvirate.

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47.

47.
“Eat My Rag”.

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46.
“Enormous & Randy”.

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45.

45.
“Jugs Monthly”.

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44.

44.
Seven years manoeuvering for this.

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43.

43.
Jammed it and then shoved right out. Richard nervous, legs jelly, heart murmuring.

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42.

42.
Eased board right.

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41.
Dug deep at those edges, nails embedding in raw wood, hurting (but only splinters, though).

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40.

40.
...edges new-roughened.

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38.
Five aliases: Richard Xero, Englebert Richards, Emmet O’Richardson, Davide Ricard, Oliveiro Ricardo Moriarti. Richard had employed them serially for pretty much over eight/nine years. Such easy identity slippage bears its inherent dangers. Lost, Richard imitated others till he=you.

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37.
Titles first. Always seems so important to name everyone.

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35.

35.
Hands flickering over floorboards tentatively...

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34.

34.
Richard was kneeling.

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PART TWO

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32.

32.
Zoo’s final enclosure - your longed for destination - just another cage. Nonetheless you zoomed.

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31.

31.
Nasty chimp openly masturbating kept on imperviously.

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30.

30.
Baboons grimaced dourly.

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29.

29.
Monkey busily itched monkey, nibbled at kassava.

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28.
Next you observed gorillas knitting twigs impassively.

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27.
Snakes and koala, then anteaters and tigers.

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26.
Zebra followed elk, then llama, then dromedaries and antelope.

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25.

25.
So each with hasty indecency, you started journey south:

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24.

24.
Covert signal let Liz presume to resume her kneading.

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23.
Meanwhile you - open, essentially vacant - you examined her decolletage, quite easily sustaining tormented look adorning features. Delicately, you moved nearer, riveted to Elizabeth’s fleshy slopes.

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22.

22.
Elizabeth eyed nearby clock (not that easy through downpour).

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21.

21.
Stealthily you imitated Liz’s mood, splashing own tears near hers. Emotion flooded zoo.

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20.

20.
Saltless tears inched down Elizabeth’s cheeks, gushed on erection.

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19.

19.
Really was only a timing issue - embarrassing.

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18.

18.
Reluctantly took option - withdrew then began emoting.

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17.

17.
No doubt - out.

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16.
Carrying on, erection now doddered up inner thigh, skirt caught, trailing almost flag-like, wet smear veering sluggishly entryward. Full rigid.

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15.

15.
(Seems almost intriguing that Elizabeth - to give her empowering, regal title - didn’t feel its worming.)

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14.

14.
Nudged up, outward, no knowhow, blind ignorance.

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13.
Result - your organ started to harden, expand.

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12.

12.
Began to run feelers under your coarse hair, entertaining herself searching for erogenous spots (seeking that something that initiates the one fuck never forgotten. She needed it to shift this heavy stupour - intense, without variation).

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11.
She began kneading your aching orange torso.

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10.

10.
Breath detonating on her back, your blood doubled, your palms itching, you slipped your hands down, investigating her vertebrae.

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9.

9.
It’s unimportant. Wrapping each other, duo-zoned, your eyes mirrored retina to eternity (or thereabouts).

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8.

8.
Flustered, having let his anger show, remonstrative keeper embarrassed.

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7.

7.
“NO PETTING!”

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6.
Zookeepers seldom experience human licentiousness - not done at all.

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5.

5.
So, without knowing why, a woman turned right round and embraced you (ardently?).

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4.

4.
Staring at (contemplating) ruminants, unaware you stood there smiling.

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3.

3.
She doesn’t know this about-turn’s terminus - only that this only is unquestionably important. Crazy, really. Hadn’t the zoo (the elephants, air loaded with dung) meant anything?

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