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Nice and simple this week. Just tell us the exact moment you knew that relationship, that job or that penchant for custard-dipped young boys was over.

(, Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
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a nice meal and an inocent boy.......
ok here I am now 22 and pretty savvy, but that has not always been the case oh nooooo.

Back when I was 17 I met a girl at a party with joint friends, really quite nice, got down to the obvious snogging, and felt that I should really take her number.

so the next day I was at work and called her as soon as I could (being the love starved young 'un I was) she was actually pleased to hear from me! we arranged to meet at her parents place the following week (her parents being out of course)

so there I go all ready for something (not really knowing what tho) and I get there we sit on the couch snog a bit watch MTV, she lays on the floor saying she likes it down there ( I never twigged and should have realised then that I was being an oblivious twunt) but oh no I then feel the need to pee so go upstairs to use the lav, she follows me up making the excuse she needs to 'change' in her bedroom, I walk past the bedroom door and I don't even try to look in D'OH! the evening continues with me being extremely dull and not taking any of the, only in retrospect obvious sexual hints!

the sweet girl cooks me dinner even!

upon leaving I realise I've been very rude so go back and knock on the door, she opens it and I thank her for the meal, she slams the door in my face!

I then get a call from her and her mate at the weekend who are away camping with the scouts etc, stating very obviously that said girl was fucking some guy she had just met, I then realise it was over about 4 days too late!

I am now however much smarter and managed to con some poor lass into actually marrying this blundering homer-a-like.

Regards,

Loki.
(, Thu 21 Jul 2005, 17:06, Reply)

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