
Do you flirt with check-out girls just for the heck of it? Are you a check-out girl and flirt with sad-looking middle-aged men for fun? Are you Vernon Kay? Tell us about flirting triumphs and disasters
Thanks to Che Grimsdale for the suggestion
( , Thu 18 Feb 2010, 13:00)
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Hello there. *winks suggestively*
I have some sweeties for you.........
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:19, closed)

Anything at all.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:28, closed)

Before she called the police.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:41, closed)

We're going to be together forever - I just know it! Oh god I'm SO HAPPY! HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY NOW THAT I'VE MET YOU! I LOVE YOU, DARLING! OH MY GOD - DON'T EVER LEAVE ME - I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'D DO IF I DIDN'T HAVE YOU! I'M SO IN LOVE! SO, SO IN LOVE! HEY EVERYONE! WE'RE TOGETHER! I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS - WE LOVE EACH OTHER AND WE'LL BE TOGETHER FOREVER! EVER AND EVER AND EVER!
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:28, closed)

Look, stop acting like theres a choice in the matter, and get looking at my cock.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:30, closed)

I say special, I mean it was one of those little ones from a cracker.
Which is also where I got my tiny cock.
:(
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:38, closed)

you mean: "I came in through the window and stared at you all night, again" don't you?
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:32, closed)

Beats that balaclava you usually don.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:35, closed)

Has the rohypnol kicked in yet? Just let me know when it does. And remember - it's not a sex crime if you get away with it.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:44, closed)

Feeling quite frisky, actually. I can either hump the office sofa, disappear to the bogs for a quick hand shandy, find a small hungry toydog, a pot of sandwich spread and a seculded bush in the park. Or I could just try the old sharky shark shark approach on the office receptionist... no fuckin chance there, though. None at all...
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:53, closed)

You'd be right off it at the moment!
Perhaps not.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:57, closed)

many many years ago and have time to recover from that incident. And it wasn't so much that that freaked me out... it was afterwards when she said: "I could go and pee it all out of me if that'd help." Freaked me out bigtime.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 14:01, closed)

Was it the fact she said it, or how wrong her knowledge of female plumbing was that freaked you out?
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 14:26, closed)

And the way it was perfectly natural and reasonable to shag someone else while acting as a cum recepticle for my mates splodge... Classy birds round Hackney way. And no I dont have her number - don't even know what her name was. Fuck me, I'm glad I've settled down now. *shudders*
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 14:28, closed)

My mate brought a girl home last week, shagged her, sent her on her way next morning and went to work. His (new) flatmates called him half an hour later to ask why the fuck there were pubes in one of their razors and a massive poo stain on a flannel, which was now clogging the toilet. Evidently girlie hadn't expected a shag so hadn't wiped her arse or shaved her legs/crotch for a few weeks.
I laughed until wee came out.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 14:41, closed)
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