the classic
My usual charm had worn off so i brought out the big guns.

My mate had these little pills that you can put in drinks. I put 2 of them, to be sure, in her Bacardi breezer/generic alcopop. After a bout 30 minutes, as i'd been promised she went all wonky. I managed to walk her out of the club and managed to do that look to everyone that said "tut! she's soooo wasted!" and did the 'what ya gonna do' eyebrow raise.

I took her to hers in the cab and on the journey i managed to get my fingers inside her whcih was hard work as she was a bit dry. Good though.

Back at hers, we did EVERYTHING. It was amazing and i got tons of photos on my phone. She would shit a brick if i ever let on to her but I wouldnt do that, i'm not a total bastard.
Oh should mention that i got my brown wings that night! (lots of lube reqd mind you, i dont think she was a fan).

In the morning everything seemed a bit of a blur, i couldnt remember much and she couldnt remember a thing (lying bitch!!)

that was years ago now and i havent heard from her since really. Her mates said she changed a lot round about then and she didnt go out much anymore. Still hasnt got a boyfriend i dont think but then why should she, no need after that night!!!







ok, totally made up story OBVIOUSLY. This never happened, at least not at my hands. Just making the point to T - he knows who he is.
( I have run out of coke is a little sweaty, Fri 13 Apr 2007, 14:34, Reply)