Rule one, know what your ment to do.
Ok, so last week i was at a club, bumpped into a rather pretty girl from my psychology course, and we chatted a bit. Evey week theres somthing on, wet t-shirt, bucking bronk, all hosted by the same cunt. We decide to volentere for this weeks offering, but we don't know what it is. Well about 30 seconds after i got on stage i thought it was rather odd there was a bed on there. We were told "all you have to do is pretend to fuck" Fuck indeed. I hardly knew the girl, and im not the type of knob head who likes to make a scene of my self (ok, i love to but not in that way). after the gays did there bit, my friend did a cracking show witha girl who kept screaming she had a boyfriend while waving her arms and gerealy making him look like a rapist, it was our turn. after her expert advice of "just be sexy" was met with my shocking revolation of "I don't do sexy, I do clumbsy and awkward" the music started. i did my best, rled her over, did a funny little thrust, even got her legs on my shoulders, making us look at least funny, she decideds to bugger off. lituraly climbed over me, with just a courtasy upskirt before jumping off the stage and leaving me alone on the bed, blinking like a stoned fish. I collected her shoes and drank from my two bottles of VK apple at the same time, still holding onto her shoes. I was aware every one was judging me to be both a drunk and a lousy shag, but had to sit there. but then the lesbian 3some arived and managed to return me to a ahppy medium, i looked stupid but there were lesbians.
In the end i came 3rd, just ahppey to have beaten my friend and his amazine rape show.
(Mong goose, Tue 6 Dec 2005, 0:54, Reply)