Have you ever seen me dancing? Like, really dancing!
Nearly managed to lose mine with a lass (F) I was going out with for a while when I was 15 (she was 13), we both wanted to, but it never happened (I was too shy to stick it in - it was a month before I even kissed her FFS!). Her mum broke it off when F came back home one day with "love bites" on her neck - the mum wouldn't let me see her again and I was too scared to go behind her back. Fuck, I quite liked her too.

Eventually though, about a week before my 17th birthday I was out at the bestest rock club in England - The Mayfair in Newcastle, which has since been ripped down and turned into some piece of crap poncy bar, restaurant and cinema bollocks, bastards. There I was dancing away with a big bunch of my mates, there she was in said big bunch of mates (well when I say mates, some of my lot knew people, who knew people, etc. and we were all dancing in one group). Anyhoo, there's me headbanging away and she comes over to me and says "I like yer dancin'". So I turn and start dancing with her for a bit. At the end of the night we leave that place and as I do, I wander whichever way people are going, end up getting in a taxi with her and a mate, head back towards her's, dropping her mate off on the way. After a bit of chatting etc. (can't remember what the etc. was - it was ages ago) we end up getting nekkid in bed and started getting down to business. I can't remember the whole details, but it lasted for fucking ages (my fault really as I decided that cumming the once wasn't enough - just kept it in and kept pumping away). After a while I was wondering how much longer it was going to take. Anyhoo, I eventually unloaded my man juice for a second time and we fiddled up and went to sleep.

I saw her a few times after that in the nightclub, but not gone back with her for "health reasons". About nine months later - eight months after dropping a sprog (apparently she was already up the duff when I had a go) I ended up going back to her's again for another go. She had aquired a colour TV by then (previously she'd had a black and white one).

Did I mention she was a bit of a nutter? On the way back to her's the first time she told me how she had been arrested for throwing crockery at the police and how she'd recently got out of an asylum or something. Then the morning after the second time the Jehovas Witnesses came round for her regular visit, but they didn't stay as she had company.

What is it with me attracting nutcases? ...along with older women, lasses already in a relationship, gay blokes, lesbians, etc. (please note, just because I attract them, it doesn't mean I do the dirty deed with them - although I did de-virginise a lesbian once).

Are there any sane, single, gorgeous, young lasses out there looking for a bit of good loving and maybe a bit of the kinky stuff? or maybe I'm too picky?

I've never had any complaints and I've had several complements recently.

Length, girth, apologise? Bollocks to that.
(boxit, Thu 10 Mar 2005, 21:39, Reply)