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When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.

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(, Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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Nice old boy...
Midnight. Pub to her front room. Parents sleeping directly above. House volume turned to max, each creek is deafening - we creep and fool around silently.

On leaving, attempt the stealth "slow-touch" technique to soundlessly turn on the hall light and rearrange clothes, locate shoes...

Said "light switch" - the panic button for the house alarm, floodlights the front of the house, sends out 1000 deicibel shriek and sends the father naked down the stairs to brain the intruder.

Didn't stay around for, or get offered, a cuppa. But did hugely enjoy the walk of shame, shoes (and underclothing) in hand, as each and every bedroom curtain twitched along her street.
(, Tue 24 May 2005, 21:30, Reply)

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