When I met the parents
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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I can smell wee
My first proper boyfriend when I was 14 - we got together whilst slow dancing to Bryan Adam's at the school disco (show's my age).
His Mum wasn't in when I went round the first few times (his Dad had legged it years ago). So off we went to his bedroom and spent hours snogging (occasionally with tongues!).
Anyway, after about a month, we came downstairs following a mammoth session (I think he had a squeeze at my boob through my t-shirt). There was a faint smell of urine downstairs . He tries to get me to leave by the back door but I insist on having a look for the source. Go to front door, find his Mum collapsed on the floor stinking of piss and tramp fuel. Turns out his Mum was the local bag lady.
I didn't dump him straight away because I was in love. Then he told me thought my best mate was pretty so I had a crying fit and told him I didn't love him anymore.
And then I told everyone at school about his Mum (does that make me a bad person?)
( , Fri 20 May 2005, 12:46, Reply)
My first proper boyfriend when I was 14 - we got together whilst slow dancing to Bryan Adam's at the school disco (show's my age).
His Mum wasn't in when I went round the first few times (his Dad had legged it years ago). So off we went to his bedroom and spent hours snogging (occasionally with tongues!).
Anyway, after about a month, we came downstairs following a mammoth session (I think he had a squeeze at my boob through my t-shirt). There was a faint smell of urine downstairs . He tries to get me to leave by the back door but I insist on having a look for the source. Go to front door, find his Mum collapsed on the floor stinking of piss and tramp fuel. Turns out his Mum was the local bag lady.
I didn't dump him straight away because I was in love. Then he told me thought my best mate was pretty so I had a crying fit and told him I didn't love him anymore.
And then I told everyone at school about his Mum (does that make me a bad person?)
( , Fri 20 May 2005, 12:46, Reply)
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