Thinking back I seem to enjoy being in the public eye.
Recieving Oral on the Motorway, getting spotted by a group of guys passing us and giving a knowing smile and thumbs up.
More bushes and woodlands than I can count, mostly getting caught by other young couples looking for somewhere to enjoy themselves too.
Over a busy street out of a window, my lovely lady friend at the time telling anyone passing who could hear that she was indeed having sex overhead.
Under a bridge, getting moved along by the police who I'm pretty sure had been watching us for at least 5 minutes, had the decency to let me finish.
In a Golf bunker at 3am.
In a sand dune next to a popular Scottish Golf course as dog walkers passed by a few feet away (never again sand hurts like fuck in the sexy areas).
Hand jobs and the like in the cinema, at gigs and on buses.
In a room with most of my friends and my younger brother at new years, so pissed we thought everyone was totaly out of it, still occasionally get the piss ripped for that one.
And of course the public toilets in a bar, the least sexy thing I have ever done.
( Laird Dave Draws Now charges to take off his clothes., Sun 26 Apr 2009, 2:41, Reply)