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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I think I've written about her beforeI was 17, she was too. She wore short skirts, had wonderful dress sense, she was my first kiss outside the Nationwide on St Andrews Street in Cambridge, (I'm a right romantic, me).
But on the evening we met, she professed undying love for me, which should've had my alarm bells ringing.
It didnt.
They started to ring when she used to call and not speak to me.
They started to ring when she wanted to buy a car with me (we had been together for 3 weeks at this point).
They kept ringing after we split up, she used to try and make me jealous by getting 'close' to my mates.
The final straw came when a friend and I were walking over the railway bridge to college and she insisted on stopping me, telling my mate to go away, all so she could tell me she'd not been accepted to the college next year to do her A Levels.
I wasnt really bothered, we'd been split up for weeks, so I simply wished her "Happy Landings" and walked off.
I *did* spend the rest of the afternoon worrying that she'd thrown herself off the bridge.
Apparently a friend of mine's kids go to the same school as hers now, he met her the other week and said he regularly saw me... (this is 15 years after the event, remember).. apparently she was 'slightly retiscent' to talk about me.
Never mind the quality, feel the width.
(, Mon 20 Nov 2006, 10:26, Reply)
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