first time post, first shag, first crime
As a young, gagging-for-it lad of 14, I was dating a nice Italian girl from the year above me at school. There was some weird day's holiday which meant only our school had the day off. I naturally decided to make the most of the opportunity and invited my lovely laydee round. However it meant meeting her off a bus 'cos she'd never been to my house before. Terry Figwit here only forgot the bloody house keys!! I only realised when I was standing outside the house with a small tent pitched in my trousers and my disbelieving girlfrien by my side. After weighing up the opportunities (not getting laid, getting laid) I decided to break in to the house. However our house was pretty secure following a burgalry a few years before. This meant I had to smash a whole window and climb in...
After making the journey to manhood without any particular suave or sophistication my girlfriend went home (her first time also - Lucia I'm so sorry for making it so unromantic).
I then spent the evening explaining to the nice policeman how I disturbed a burglar when I came home from the shops and got commended by PC Gullible and my doting mother for my reckless bravely in "chasing the brute away". If I recall rightly I got a Pizza bought for my tea...
...nice

First post: length/girth/woo yay/kittens/status quo etc...
(dahogga is exiting stage left, pursued by a bear, Tue 8 Mar 2005, 15:52, Reply)