Not so much sabotage as bringing someone down
In my less than chosey past I once pulled a guy at a work function (he worked for a temp supplier) took him back to mine and shagged (not truly worth the effort, but I had had a bit to drink and I hadn't donated to charity for ages) after he and finished and amused me with the classic 'did I rock your world baby' line I ushered him out and into a taxi (see I can be a thoughtful girl) and then returned to my pit and found he had left the most delightful yellow y fronts in my bed - a parting gift to be treasured I think not so I binned them. Around midday the following day I noticed I was getting sly grins and odd looks from around the office and upon investigation found out that he had infact kissed and told or should I say kissed and bigged it all up. I was suitably unimpressed and when I got home that night the y front's were unbinned and carefully parcelled up and sent to his office, made a quick call to the poor receptionist who had to open this parcel (but thought this was a jolly jape). So one fine morning this would be stud sauntered into the office to find everyone snickering at him and grinning got to his desk to find the grummy yellow y fronts parcel taped to his chair and everyone singing tie a yellow ribbon.. macho ego deflated to the actual size of his cock. I have since found out this clever lad was sacked for sending extreme porn to a client - my how I laughed

sorry this is a bit long and a lot crap isn't it *wanders off*
(DWF, Tue 10 May 2005, 4:40, Reply)