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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Back in the days of yore (year 6 2000-2001) It was a warm summer day. I was lying on the climbing frame, girls in summer dress' climbing up and down OVER me, how could I help it if I accidently took an elongated glimpse up their skirts (it was new to me - sex ed had just finished).
A cute new girl climbed up, then down, then up again within 30 seconds.
"Wahey, Is this a message?" thinks I.
She comes down - and stops.
"Oh my!" I say to my self. "Is she into these voyeuristic activities?"
I look up at her - she smiles - "This could go somewhere?"
THEN SHE STAMPS ON MY FUCKING FACE!
Blood everywhere, wood chippings in my cuts, it was messy.
After recovering from falling off the aforementioned climbing frame and the foot2face merging, I discovered she liked me quite alot (women eh?) and that was her way of telling me.
She moved schools a week later.
Honestly, give women the right to vote and look what happens.
( , Mon 20 Nov 2006, 22:22, Reply)
Back in the days of yore (year 6 2000-2001) It was a warm summer day. I was lying on the climbing frame, girls in summer dress' climbing up and down OVER me, how could I help it if I accidently took an elongated glimpse up their skirts (it was new to me - sex ed had just finished).
A cute new girl climbed up, then down, then up again within 30 seconds.
"Wahey, Is this a message?" thinks I.
She comes down - and stops.
"Oh my!" I say to my self. "Is she into these voyeuristic activities?"
I look up at her - she smiles - "This could go somewhere?"
THEN SHE STAMPS ON MY FUCKING FACE!
Blood everywhere, wood chippings in my cuts, it was messy.
After recovering from falling off the aforementioned climbing frame and the foot2face merging, I discovered she liked me quite alot (women eh?) and that was her way of telling me.
She moved schools a week later.
Honestly, give women the right to vote and look what happens.
( , Mon 20 Nov 2006, 22:22, Reply)
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