Epic fail
Time when I didn’t have sex in public. Met a girl in the local Australian themed bar in town.

“You can walk me back to my hotel if you like, but you can’t stay as I’m sharing with friends” she tells me. Ok, not too far out of my way so sounds good.

We walk back, and I notice her hotel isn’t too far from a secluded area near the golf course, think, hummn, we could have some fun here. “we could just sit on this bench for a bit?” I hopingly ask her… “sure…” so we sit, cuddle, fondle and what not. I’m blundering away trying to undo her bra when she looks over my shoulder at a memorial five feet away.

“what’s that?” she enquires… “Oh, that’s cause this* happened a couple years ago”… and then we both realise at the same time it’s best if I walk her home now.

Tip for you, if you fancy having some drunk late night al fresco fun, make sure you don’t take them to the spot where some poor girl was brutally murdered and raped a few years before.

*http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/1639279.stm
(CornishStanley can't post hyperlinks, Fri 24 Apr 2009, 13:23, 1 reply)

Especially if...
...your face is on the 'wanted' poster.
(Tugnut Ex of this parish, Fri 24 Apr 2009, 13:40, closed)