Beautiful but BonkersI used to see this girl from time to time. Face of an angel, body of a goddess, great in bed. The only downside was her emotional state. When she wasn't crying, she was screaming. Violence was never far from the agenda, and I finally called it quits when she sat down in the middle of a busy street, drunker than I thought possible, howling like a banshee and swearing at passers-by.
What kind of lunacy have you put up with in the name of lust?
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Fraser has joined the Moomins., Fri 17 Nov 2006, 13:31)
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What?Between boyfriends and out on the pull....I go clubbing with my younger cousin...she was 14 I believe....We get to the club - on in Northampton, can't remember the name...anyway...she hooks up with friends and current man...I'm left alone. In a nightclub. In a town I don't know. With no one I know. So, what do you do? You try out what Cosmo says works....you pick out the very best looking guy in the place...check....and then stare at him...check...when he looks at you - as they always do...check...you smile, slowly....check....According to Cosmo he will then come over to buy you a drink...Bloody hell! This actually works!!! Woohoo! And there was me thinking that Cosmo was only any good for knitting your own orgasm!
Anyway, very good looking man (one I would never normally approach - out of my league!) comes over to me....Oh! feeling frisky! He starts to chat....feeling friskier! We go to quiet bar....he buys me a drink....coming over all warm....he spends half an hour talking to my breasts...yes, I know that they are on display (sort of) and (at that time) look very juicy..etc. etc....but my face is a few inches higher....
Club closes...need to find cousin...she has tongue down throat of random man...drag her away...need to find taxi to get home to Auntie's house....Breast man following like a dog on a lead (now there's a thought!)...we get to taxi rank.....he decides that now is time to get down to business....much passion in the bushes....he asks me back to his....hmmm, tempted, very tempted....Decide to get a conversation going (why?) anyway, ask him what he does for a living...."Can't tell you" ....what? Yep, he remains silent about his job and makes random suggestions that he is a big time drugs dealer....yeah, right.....
So anyway, back to his...fun ensues....just as passionate as the fumble in the bushes....get a taxi back to Aunties...all fine and dandy until the following morning.....He is standing outside Auntie's house....What the fuck is going on? Go to speak to him....he refuses to talk...but then does (?!)...undercover stuff....oh, fuck off! Mad as a tree!
But length? Oh yes....and Girth...give it to me!
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chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Fri 17 Nov 2006, 20:27,
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