Not as nice a memory as one of my early trips to the rink
Works trip, lots of young ladies in tight polo neck tops.

I've stopped at an exit, facing the oncoming skaters and waiting to get off the ice, when one such lady veers towards me, arms-a-flailing.

She manages to stop in front of me and starts to fall backwards, but as her arms are still doing an impression of a windmill in a force 10 hurricane I can't hold on to them to steady her.

So I aimed to grab her body, but managed just to grab her by the tits instead.

There was an awkward few seconds as we looked at each other. She was relieved but at the same time, possibly a bit concerned.

So I apologised and let go, without thinking...
(Kliper Filllets Getting noticed by twats on the internet since, Thu 19 Apr 2012, 14:18, Reply)