Shame
Some people get off on the exhibitionism, but this was pure lust. I'm not proud, but I did once have sex on Portsmouth beach at 2am in the fog. I got a nasty cold, shingle _everywhere_ and have never, ever gone back to Portsmouth. The shame.
There are things you boast about, and then there's Portsmouth beach... what are you ashamed of having done?
( , Thu 24 Nov 2005, 17:16)
Some people get off on the exhibitionism, but this was pure lust. I'm not proud, but I did once have sex on Portsmouth beach at 2am in the fog. I got a nasty cold, shingle _everywhere_ and have never, ever gone back to Portsmouth. The shame.
There are things you boast about, and then there's Portsmouth beach... what are you ashamed of having done?
( , Thu 24 Nov 2005, 17:16)
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At University
I lived with a guy who thought it was hilarious to post piss-take fliers with his friends' photos on them all over campus. I thought the joke was getting a bit tiresome, especially as he was picking on the same people all the time.
He didn't know that I had a photograph of him taken when he was on a drunken naked rampage. I mocked up a spoof "WANTED" poster of him starkers, hiding cock in hand with a maniacal grimace on his face. I wrote a short paragraph underneath, proclaiming him to be a dangerous sex pervert and warning women to be vigilant late at night. I distributed several dozen of these around all the halls of residence.
I felt rather pleased with myself, as everyone who saw them thought they were very funny - until a woman who happened to have been sexually assaulted on campus that month saw them. She found my treatment of the subject matter very upsetting and reported me to University authorities. I then realised what a crass thing it was to do. While I felt very little guilt for humiliating my housemate, I felt really bad for this woman. I never did find out who she was, but asked the University guy to pass on my sincere apologies.
I felt ashamed of myself of myself for at least a week. He never did put up any more stupid posters, though.
( , Fri 25 Nov 2005, 21:14, Reply)
I lived with a guy who thought it was hilarious to post piss-take fliers with his friends' photos on them all over campus. I thought the joke was getting a bit tiresome, especially as he was picking on the same people all the time.
He didn't know that I had a photograph of him taken when he was on a drunken naked rampage. I mocked up a spoof "WANTED" poster of him starkers, hiding cock in hand with a maniacal grimace on his face. I wrote a short paragraph underneath, proclaiming him to be a dangerous sex pervert and warning women to be vigilant late at night. I distributed several dozen of these around all the halls of residence.
I felt rather pleased with myself, as everyone who saw them thought they were very funny - until a woman who happened to have been sexually assaulted on campus that month saw them. She found my treatment of the subject matter very upsetting and reported me to University authorities. I then realised what a crass thing it was to do. While I felt very little guilt for humiliating my housemate, I felt really bad for this woman. I never did find out who she was, but asked the University guy to pass on my sincere apologies.
I felt ashamed of myself of myself for at least a week. He never did put up any more stupid posters, though.
( , Fri 25 Nov 2005, 21:14, Reply)
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