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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When I was about sixteen I liked wearing stretchy black dress socks, but when I took them off my legs itched fiercely.
On a whim I tried shaving my calves (I am male) to see if that would change anything. A few days later, with the entire family gathered around the pool, my hyper-observant kid sister loudly asked why I shave my legs.
I don't! I insisted, fumbling for a better response.
This was right around the time I snapped my sister-in-law's brassier tie using it as a sling then left it on her table without comment.
I really ought to bring this up and see how many of my relatives secretly wonder.
(, Tue 29 Nov 2005, 1:31, Reply)
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