Silly Billy
I was working at a pub when I was about 22 years old. This woman (she was a fit 35 year old) came in at the beginning of the day and started chatting me up. I was a little naive but eventually got the point. I was to finish my shift at 3pm and head straight round to her place (the address of which she'd written down for me) for some 'fun'. 3pm came so I thought i'd get some dutch courage so quickly drank a double whisky and coke and two pints. This wasn't enough though, so i went up to my room above the pub, smoked 2-3 bongs and pretty much passed out. When I came to it was about 4:30 (still time to get to the milfs house!) but realised that I had no idea where i'd put her address. It never turned up and as a result i've been cursed to imagine just what that filthy woman would have been like in thre sack. Saw her a couple of days afterwards in the high street and got a look that could've make milk turn. Harumph.
( Fray Brentos *mega-belms*, Thu 5 Oct 2006, 15:49, Reply)