Rather the thing I've been most ashamed of not doing with a penis..
The penis being my own, the not doing was sex with my girlfriend.

For three months that fella downstairs staged a flop in protest, at the start of the relationship no less. He got me so paranoid I was changing at the end of the bed, hiding my pitiful mard on.

Three months, three long months. on more than one occasion her iTunes would decide to play 'forgot to be your lover' by Bill Withers as we tried - with nothing but failure - to do the dirty dirt.

Finally, when the splash down occurred I jumped out of bed to my bag to use my specially packed party popper, just to commemorate the moment.

It had been packed in my bag for six weeks.
(The_Greyhound wrote www.luckymcdanger.blog.co.uk on, Thu 12 Mar 2009, 16:48, 2 replies)

@ Greyhound
Love your work, have a click
(Apathyman Prepare to be underwhelmed..., Thu 12 Mar 2009, 18:21, closed)

shucks you're maiing me blush
thanking you muchly, I only wish I'd had a camera ready to capture her face.
(The_Greyhound wrote www.luckymcdanger.blog.co.uk on, Thu 12 Mar 2009, 18:44, closed)