Will you go out with me?
"Bloody Kraut, a" asks, "How did you get your current flame to go out with you? If they turned you down, how bad was it?"
Was it all romantic? Or were the beer goggles particularly strong that night?
( , Thu 28 Aug 2008, 17:32)
"Bloody Kraut, a" asks, "How did you get your current flame to go out with you? If they turned you down, how bad was it?"
Was it all romantic? Or were the beer goggles particularly strong that night?
( , Thu 28 Aug 2008, 17:32)
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The wooing went something like this
We'd known each other since school, but it was incredibly difficult to get her to come out with me. Her parents were strict and hindered her with a harsh curfew. They even insisted she be in bed by 9pm! Bastards!
I managed to persuade her to tell her parents she was having a sleepover at another girl's house, and we went to the movies. We saw Ace Ventura, I recall (a comedy that hasn't aged well, as it happens). Afterwards, the walk back to my place was through a dark, romantic forest.
I kissed her, though I was a little heavy-handed with her so she squealed. I covered her mouth with my hand to silence her, my other hand supporting her head at the back. I must've shaken her a little too vigorously as the next thing I knew, she was dead! After some furious sex, I dumped her corpse in the river and never spoke of it again.
It was all over the local papers later that week ("Girl MISSING" etc), but I think I got away with it - nobody suspects a primary school teacher of anything these days :) Lucky me.
( , Sat 30 Aug 2008, 17:21, Reply)
We'd known each other since school, but it was incredibly difficult to get her to come out with me. Her parents were strict and hindered her with a harsh curfew. They even insisted she be in bed by 9pm! Bastards!
I managed to persuade her to tell her parents she was having a sleepover at another girl's house, and we went to the movies. We saw Ace Ventura, I recall (a comedy that hasn't aged well, as it happens). Afterwards, the walk back to my place was through a dark, romantic forest.
I kissed her, though I was a little heavy-handed with her so she squealed. I covered her mouth with my hand to silence her, my other hand supporting her head at the back. I must've shaken her a little too vigorously as the next thing I knew, she was dead! After some furious sex, I dumped her corpse in the river and never spoke of it again.
It was all over the local papers later that week ("Girl MISSING" etc), but I think I got away with it - nobody suspects a primary school teacher of anything these days :) Lucky me.
( , Sat 30 Aug 2008, 17:21, Reply)
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