My best friend Ali when I was 15
she was a crusty LSD dealer who lived in a caravan and was really quite fat'n'orrible but we were best mates and hung out together every day. I'd no idea she was harbouring lustful intentions until one night we got horrendously pissed and to my deep regret we had rubbish sex.

Things were never the same after that. A week later she told me she loved me and I felt awful because I didn't feel the same. She was really, really upset and moved to the US to hang around with Jane's Addiction. Haven't spoken to her in 20 years now.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Thu 27 Aug 2009, 10:07, Reply)