Two
One when I was 15, the next followed at 16 and hung around in my life like a bed smell for almost ten years.
I was not a lesbian all this time but I was a bit scared of her and she was my best mate so I loved her too.
Then she ran off leaving me in debt and nearly homeless and very 'lost' because she was a bit controlling so I missed the cow. Within two months I was as happy as Larry, Larry.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 4 Mar 2010, 10:35, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

Please don't edit that!
Thats's what I was thinking of - remember the story now.
( Larry Vest One day at a time, sweet Jesus, FFS., Thu 4 Mar 2010, 10:39, Reply)

Why would I edit it?
What?
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 4 Mar 2010, 10:41, Reply)

Bed smell?
I'd picked up bits of that story over time, sort of pieced it together. Weren't the polis involved at one time?
( Larry Vest One day at a time, sweet Jesus, FFS., Thu 4 Mar 2010, 10:43, Reply)

Eeeeeeeh
hahahah
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 4 Mar 2010, 10:46, Reply)