Apparently I'm a sex offender
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
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Can a 12 year old boy even do this...?
When I was 12 I had a lot of female friends, as I was outgoing, cocky, confident, everything that other unsure 12 year olds love in a peer. Anyway, while I was with one girl, kissing, exploring etc, my friend came knocking at my window, asking me if I wanted to come break some stuff he had just found. Being a 12 year old I chose this over getting busy with this girl, although I would live to regret it. So off I went, broke some stuff, played in the street until 10 o'clock (summers were so much more fun back then, weren't they?) and went to bed content from a day of football, breaking stuff, and touching some breasts.
The next day when I was at school, I decided I didn't like this girl anymore, and my best mate decided the same. So off we went to tell her. She took it rather well, in fact she didn't say anything, just turned and ran away. Job done, we thought. That is until later that day, when I was taken out of class by the headmaster. Nothing unusual there, it was generally a daily occurence, so off I went to his office, with the naughty things i'd done that week running through my head as usual. I never imagined what it would be though, as he sat me down, and proceeded to explain how the girl who I had just dumped had accused me of RAPE. that's right, not pulling her hair, or writing rude words in her notebook, but rape. I can't remember what I said to this, but the disbelief must have been apparant, as after an hour talking to the police, they believed me, and later my mum told me that the police believed that the girls mother had instigated the whole thing, and it was fairly obvious who was telling the truth.
I actually feel sorry for her now, as her mum was obviously a few varieites short of a Heinz.
( , Thu 24 Aug 2006, 11:44, Reply)
When I was 12 I had a lot of female friends, as I was outgoing, cocky, confident, everything that other unsure 12 year olds love in a peer. Anyway, while I was with one girl, kissing, exploring etc, my friend came knocking at my window, asking me if I wanted to come break some stuff he had just found. Being a 12 year old I chose this over getting busy with this girl, although I would live to regret it. So off I went, broke some stuff, played in the street until 10 o'clock (summers were so much more fun back then, weren't they?) and went to bed content from a day of football, breaking stuff, and touching some breasts.
The next day when I was at school, I decided I didn't like this girl anymore, and my best mate decided the same. So off we went to tell her. She took it rather well, in fact she didn't say anything, just turned and ran away. Job done, we thought. That is until later that day, when I was taken out of class by the headmaster. Nothing unusual there, it was generally a daily occurence, so off I went to his office, with the naughty things i'd done that week running through my head as usual. I never imagined what it would be though, as he sat me down, and proceeded to explain how the girl who I had just dumped had accused me of RAPE. that's right, not pulling her hair, or writing rude words in her notebook, but rape. I can't remember what I said to this, but the disbelief must have been apparant, as after an hour talking to the police, they believed me, and later my mum told me that the police believed that the girls mother had instigated the whole thing, and it was fairly obvious who was telling the truth.
I actually feel sorry for her now, as her mum was obviously a few varieites short of a Heinz.
( , Thu 24 Aug 2006, 11:44, Reply)
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