I don’t know if i was tactless, or just a bit of a dick!
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I was about fourteen, maybe fifteen; I had been spending time with a girl the year below me in school.
It wasn’t the usual boyfriend/girlfriend affair; rather we’d see each other when her and her group of friends hung out with the people I was hanging out with at the time. So we were sort of friends.

I don’t remember when or how it came about but I started seeing her at home, usually when her mum was out for the evening, sometimes babysitting her little sister. After a couple of visits we’d progressed to, well, you know…..
easy now, I was young, so that meant kissing and maybe a bit of over the bra action.
Sometimes I’d see her every day for a week, or not see here at all for a few weeks; there was no set pattern and no expectations. This went on for a few months.

After an evening of hanging out together we set off for home.
We were walking down the road, in a palpable silence, as it had become clear she’d had something on her mind and was obviously been thinking of saying something.


So I waited.


After a while she decided to just come out with it. “so, have you ever, you know…. thought about us… being more than friends?”
I looked straight ahead as I walked and after thinking about it for a second said,
“no. I never really thought about it!”

i can be such a cunt sometimes


I really wanted to say that when the celebrant asked at my wedding “do you take ms real as your lawfully wedded wife?” ms real wouldn't let me though

Length? About twenty years now.
( real i'm not happy 'til you're not happy, Sun 6 Nov 2011, 7:35, Reply)