Not deliberate sabotage...
...but still. My dad's mate* once met a girl on a night out and ended up back at her house. After a little heavy petting, they ended up nekkid and feeling each other up. He asks for some sucky sucky and she tells him she'll only suck it if there's something flavoured on it.

I'm not sure if body paint was all that common back then so this chap goes on a starkers hunt for something to coat his pecker in. He ends up in the kitchen where he finds some jam, opens the jar and dunks his love sausage in. Off back upstairs he trots to claim his prize. She noms away, they get down to the nasty and all is well. Until the morning.

This chap didn't know that she lived with her mum. And when they went down to breakfast the next morning, there sat her mum and sister, happily spreading the cheesy jam on their toast. Lovely.

*This is the first time I have thought about the whole "not me but a mate" thing. I really hope this didn't happen to my dad. *Shudders*
( El Lazarus is calm now, Ish,, Sat 20 Sep 2008, 15:10, 1 reply)

mmmm
jam AND cheese!
nyom nyom!
( Zhmei HEY B3TA I WAS ON YOUR DINGY ISLAND AT LAST!1!, Sat 20 Sep 2008, 20:52, closed)