Desperate TimesStranded in a hotel in an African war zone with no internet access for two weeks, I was forced to resort to desperate measures. Possessing only my passport and the clothes I stood up in; and the warning "You can catch it shaking hands with a vicar out there" ringing in my ears, I had to draw my own porn in order to preserve my sanity.
Alas, it all came out looking like Coronation Street's Audrey Roberts, but, as they say, any port in a storm.
What have you done in times of great desperation?
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 15 Nov 2007, 10:10)
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touche frank...yet again you excel. i too am married and get regular sex, but still engage in the odd five knuckle shuffle to the fantasy of option 1). somehow ladies/girls from school/uni/work always have the element of danger. perhaps its the attainability factor and because you fantasise about them that night, then the very next day you are talking to them, and whilst talking you think to yourself 'i wonder what she would say if i told her i tossed off over her last night?'. never have the guts to say it though. probably get the sack for sexual harrassment.
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