Quote by Naughty Wigan Couple
Also my car is also quite distinct (obviously not saying how it is distinct) and as I do a lot of driving out on my own, I could be recognised from someone who has seen me out in a car park! Is it just me being paranoid?
How do other peole feel when they are recognised? Does it worry you or are you flattered by it?
Just wondering!
We started dogging about 11 years ago and in the first year met up with some great guys, however, our favourite dogging site was about 4 miles from home, probably a bit too close to home! Anyway after severeral visits to this car park we met one particular guy who was tall slim and very handsome and never ever did anything without asking first.
The problem I experienced happened one lunchtime when I had been into the city with my 3 month old daughter to do some shopping, on terurning home I'm driving along the dual carraigeway minding my own business when all of a sudden a police traffic car pulls along side me, i look to my right and the driver looks at me and smiles! I look back and think to my self "He looks familiar" but think nothing of it. The police car roars off up the road.
Some 10 minutes later I return home to find a police patrol car sitting outside of my house! The same car that had overtook me some 10 minutes previous, I pull up in front and before I can even get my door open the policeman is out of his car and at my window, naturally I panic wondering what i've done wrong or if something terrible has happened to a member of my family, I nervously open the window and the policeman bends down to face level and says " Hi I recognise you from the beach car park" Panic immediately sets in! "Sorry beach car park? I dont know what you mean?" says I even though I now recognise him as the handsome young guy from the beach.
He then says "Oh I think you do, Are you going to give me some of what your hubby gets at the beach" Again I protest I dont know what he's talking about, at the same time my stomach is churning. Now I'm a pretty strong willed person but he was terrifying me, so I turn to him and say " Look I think you have the wrong person here I dont know anything about any beach ok?" thinking this will put him off, but no he then goes into great detail on how he has watched me several times putting on a show at the beach and now he wants some of the same. Luckily for me my daughter who has up to know sat patiently in her car seat begens to get restless and starts to cry. I turn to him sternly and say " Look I dont give a fuck wether your a copper or a dogger, If you dont stop harrassing me I will report you to your Inspector! His mood changes and he aggresively says " Oh I dont think so"
Although by now I'm absolutely shitting myself I think "no he's not going to badger me, so I say "Ok Well this is what i'm going to do, firstly I am going to report you and I'm going to tell your Inspector that my husband and I were parked up in a secluded corner of the beach car park making love when we realised we were being spied upon, we then stopped what we were doing and left, but this guy then tried to follow us home. I will then tell your Inspector about this confrontation and say you were badgering me for sex and we will see what happens then, But! My husband and I will then go back to the beach car park every weekend from now on and every time you turn up we will tell fellow doggers wgo and what you are and see how much attention you recieve then!"
He stood for a moment thinking then bent back down and apologised! I couldnt believe it I had frightened him off! He said he was sorry for approaching me and that he knew he had overstepped the mark both as a policeman and as a dogger! And would I forgive him and please not report it to his Inspector as he could get into serious trouble!
Well as you can imagine I was livid and all I could say to him was "Fuck off now and If your Inspector hauls you in you know what it will be for and never ever come anywhere near me again no matter where I am" He got back in the car and drove off, I climbed out of the car and in a nearstate of collapse got in the house and waited until hubby came home. He arrived in from work and before he could even get his coat off I blurted the whole story out. His reply was to say that was the end of our dogging sessions.
It did put us off for about 9 months in that time we moved house and bought a different car. I was very nervous about returning to dogging but in the end thought "Why the fuck should a cunt like that stop me from enjoying myself?"
We did see him in the car parks a few times from then on but must admit as soon as he realised it was me he was off like a shot, speaking to felow doggers I always pointed him out and told them this story so that they could be aware of what he was like, to my knowledge he never did approach another female outside of dogging and we did speak to a few couples that regularly used the same car parks as us,so I suppose although I had to endure the ordeal, I through my strength and stong will came through it all and probablt stopped the same thing happening to others.
Ann Marie
P.S I did have another experience some years back with a garage mechanic when I took my car in for service and the mechanic immediately recognised me as being in Fiesta Magazines Readers Wives section
hwoar: (Something I enjoyed doing when I was younger) and took great pleasure in showing me the pages pinned up on the workshop wall! The cheeky bugger even got me to autograph them for him. 
