20 years ago *wavy lines*
Christmas eve - my mates and I go out for a nice bit of Chinese and then down the pub. Group is made up of females and males and a nice bit of flirting is going on between me and a good looking, tall chap.

Then, it was everyone back to mine for more drinking and smoking. Trouble was, never a good idea to drink too much and then smoke a big fat joint as it can lead to intense and sudden nausea. I forgot this fact for a moment and as everyone else headed home, nice chap stayed.

In a flirty sort of way, he offered to give me a back massage which I thought was a splendid idea. However, 2 seconds in and the motion on my back was making me feel so sick that I couldn't even talk to say "stop".

Another 5 seconds later and I turned round to try and get him to stop and vomited chinese crispy seaweed all over him. He just got up and left without saying anything.

Okay - he wasn't yet a loved one but he could have been.
( camp freddy well, would you look at that!, Thu 16 Jun 2011, 18:20, Reply)