Ex for a reason....
Hands, dry hands. And overenthusiasm, pulling and pushing this way and that. And the sensation of ripping flesh. And blood. And every time I 'reacted' to anything for the next two weeks it hurt.

Also, same ex neglegted to tell me that it was that time of the month, but seemed enthused by the idea of no rubber... Although somewhat reluctant I'm weak willed when faced with nudity, so off we go... The resulting gooey red mess will haunt me for the rest of my days.
( Sonic James Doom forgetting the date since... umm..., Fri 15 Jun 2007, 12:24, Reply)