Who was your first?
Jan 31st 2018, 12:20 pm
#46
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Jan 31st 2018, 12:31 pm
#47
I still dont believe it..
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Re: Who was your first?
Is access to porn a problem in the sand pit? Cant think of any other reason for this thread?
You know the old saying about the best man andthe bridesmaids - well.....
You know the old saying about the best man andthe bridesmaids - well.....
Jan 31st 2018, 2:46 pm
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Re: Who was your first?
Well this is certainly an entertaining thread to read in the middle of class 
Jan 31st 2018, 3:22 pm
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Re: Who was your first?
His name was Kevin and he was a sailor .............. double cringe.
He booked a room in a local pub in my town for a few nights.
At around midnight on that first night the Landlord banged heavily on the room door and shouted, "let's be 'aving you love. Ee only booked a single room."
I knew I had two choices. Sneak down the stairs and walk out with my head low in shame or brazen it out. I decided upon the latter, to be a brazen hussy and I sauntered down the staircase as if I didn't have a care in the world. I saw the landlord across the room polishing glasses behind the bar and I gave him a cheeky wave and a cheery "see you tomorrow." I thought I was brave and cool as I jumped into a taxi to take me home although I know now that the landlord probably didn't give a shite.
My nickname at school in Upper 6th Form was George for about a fortnight. My darling friend spilled the beans that Lorna had lost it in The George.
He booked a room in a local pub in my town for a few nights.
At around midnight on that first night the Landlord banged heavily on the room door and shouted, "let's be 'aving you love. Ee only booked a single room."
I knew I had two choices. Sneak down the stairs and walk out with my head low in shame or brazen it out. I decided upon the latter, to be a brazen hussy and I sauntered down the staircase as if I didn't have a care in the world. I saw the landlord across the room polishing glasses behind the bar and I gave him a cheeky wave and a cheery "see you tomorrow." I thought I was brave and cool as I jumped into a taxi to take me home although I know now that the landlord probably didn't give a shite.
My nickname at school in Upper 6th Form was George for about a fortnight. My darling friend spilled the beans that Lorna had lost it in The George.
Jan 31st 2018, 7:47 pm
#52
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Feb 1st 2018, 9:33 am
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...we killed the flame
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Re: Who was your first?
I'm still waiting. (We are talking about first today I assume).
Feb 1st 2018, 10:18 am
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Re: Who was your first?
His name was Kevin and he was a sailor .............. double cringe.
He booked a room in a local pub in my town for a few nights.
At around midnight on that first night the Landlord banged heavily on the room door and shouted, "let's be 'aving you love. Ee only booked a single room."
I knew I had two choices. Sneak down the stairs and walk out with my head low in shame or brazen it out. I decided upon the latter, to be a brazen hussy and I sauntered down the staircase as if I didn't have a care in the world. I saw the landlord across the room polishing glasses behind the bar and I gave him a cheeky wave and a cheery "see you tomorrow." I thought I was brave and cool as I jumped into a taxi to take me home although I know now that the landlord probably didn't give a shite.
My nickname at school in Upper 6th Form was George for about a fortnight. My darling friend spilled the beans that Lorna had lost it in The George.
He booked a room in a local pub in my town for a few nights.
At around midnight on that first night the Landlord banged heavily on the room door and shouted, "let's be 'aving you love. Ee only booked a single room."
I knew I had two choices. Sneak down the stairs and walk out with my head low in shame or brazen it out. I decided upon the latter, to be a brazen hussy and I sauntered down the staircase as if I didn't have a care in the world. I saw the landlord across the room polishing glasses behind the bar and I gave him a cheeky wave and a cheery "see you tomorrow." I thought I was brave and cool as I jumped into a taxi to take me home although I know now that the landlord probably didn't give a shite.
My nickname at school in Upper 6th Form was George for about a fortnight. My darling friend spilled the beans that Lorna had lost it in The George.
I have another story. First year again, different boy and when we came down to the dining hall it's already quite full and what does he do but plant a big wet one right on me, right in front of everyone. In today's university the kids wouldn't even notice, but this was twenty years ago. I remember feeling a bit shocked myself and tried not to look at anyone yet feeling quite conscious during the entire breakfast. But he did a favour because from that point onward it was pretty clear there was no going back
