The idea of doggers in some forested car park late at night, all keyed up for their night's revelries but keeping an eye out for unwelcome visitors and the police
a lone owl hoots in the darkness, there is a rustle in the bushes and suddenly out springs Toyah, in full war paint, tits swinging wildly as she leaps on to the long bonnet of an estate and breaks into a rendition of 'I just wanna be free'
startled the doggers scatter off into the night pursued by Fripp's plaintive ukuelele accompaniement
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Sadly I would most likely make a bee line for said tits
it would fulfil a childhood fantasy and I'll take my chances with the ukulele playing (it may in fact help)
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TBL I posted this on, Mon 7 Jun 2021, 11:56,
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I feel you have been thinking about on honing this scenario quite a lot
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spazzcaptain Misses Valin @, Mon 7 Jun 2021, 14:49,
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