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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I thought saying the word "Doc" would make me sound 'cool'
While in recovery from a near terminal bout of peritonitis (which occurred from a previously posted about appendocectomy) I was off school for about five weeks.
By the third or fourth week I was allowed out of home and was in town and happened to meet Jane Gunn (to follow on from my previous post on this QOTW, Jane Gunn was also impossibly attractive, and was involved in school drama. She played Mole in the school production of Wind in the Willows, a part I felt my shite eyesight had prepared me for admirably).
Anyway, met Jane Gunn in town and she asked how I was - I was amazed that she was actually talking to me. I was still in the phase of thinking that running around school really quickly and pretending to be physically strong was how you attracted women. This whole talking to members of the opposite sex thing was obviously still waaaaaaay on the horizon of inter-gender socialisation as far as I knew.
On being asked how I was my response was obviously to play it 'cool'.
I said: "Doc' thinks I'm going to be ok". Yes I said Doc instead of doctor, like I was a US Marine in a WWII war movie.
Her eyes narrowed pityingly as I cringed at my uttering and she asked "Which 'doc' would that be?" (nicely it has to be said)
"Um, Doctor Ransford" I said. I then realised that her dad was a doctor. It turned out that he worked in the same practice or at least she knew him as a family friend.
Once again I had blown it. The shame...
( , Sun 27 Nov 2005, 23:38, Reply)
While in recovery from a near terminal bout of peritonitis (which occurred from a previously posted about appendocectomy) I was off school for about five weeks.
By the third or fourth week I was allowed out of home and was in town and happened to meet Jane Gunn (to follow on from my previous post on this QOTW, Jane Gunn was also impossibly attractive, and was involved in school drama. She played Mole in the school production of Wind in the Willows, a part I felt my shite eyesight had prepared me for admirably).
Anyway, met Jane Gunn in town and she asked how I was - I was amazed that she was actually talking to me. I was still in the phase of thinking that running around school really quickly and pretending to be physically strong was how you attracted women. This whole talking to members of the opposite sex thing was obviously still waaaaaaay on the horizon of inter-gender socialisation as far as I knew.
On being asked how I was my response was obviously to play it 'cool'.
I said: "Doc' thinks I'm going to be ok". Yes I said Doc instead of doctor, like I was a US Marine in a WWII war movie.
Her eyes narrowed pityingly as I cringed at my uttering and she asked "Which 'doc' would that be?" (nicely it has to be said)
"Um, Doctor Ransford" I said. I then realised that her dad was a doctor. It turned out that he worked in the same practice or at least she knew him as a family friend.
Once again I had blown it. The shame...
( , Sun 27 Nov 2005, 23:38, Reply)
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