Beautiful but Bonkers
I 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?
( , Fri 17 Nov 2006, 13:31)
I 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?
( , Fri 17 Nov 2006, 13:31)
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Phone Call
I think the weirdest girl I've ever had the privilege of dealing with was the girl who phoned me in the middle of the night because she wanted to hear my voice while masturbating. How she knew I was masturbating is beyond me.
(Apologies to Frank Skinner).
In real life, the most beautiful but bonkers girl I ever went out with was the one who insisted on telling me all about her previous boyfriend, the one who shared the same name as me, was ten years older, and who she had shared the wildest nights of passion in her life with.
Kinda spoiled the charade when we first had sex and I broke her hymen. When I broke up with her, she carried on being all clingy and girlfriendy the following day, denying that anything had happened, and that we were still together. I had to break up with her for a second time, which was fun.
( , Mon 20 Nov 2006, 13:53, Reply)
I think the weirdest girl I've ever had the privilege of dealing with was the girl who phoned me in the middle of the night because she wanted to hear my voice while masturbating. How she knew I was masturbating is beyond me.
(Apologies to Frank Skinner).
In real life, the most beautiful but bonkers girl I ever went out with was the one who insisted on telling me all about her previous boyfriend, the one who shared the same name as me, was ten years older, and who she had shared the wildest nights of passion in her life with.
Kinda spoiled the charade when we first had sex and I broke her hymen. When I broke up with her, she carried on being all clingy and girlfriendy the following day, denying that anything had happened, and that we were still together. I had to break up with her for a second time, which was fun.
( , Mon 20 Nov 2006, 13:53, Reply)
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