Teachme.........................8/10 for the old one.
Only 5/10 for this new one....................can't see you properly (mind you, that could just be my crap eyesight!)
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Lissa
Over 90 days ago
Straight Female, 60
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Running out of the house at just gone midnight in my nightie and slippers, out to the main road and in front of a police car which I flagged down to tell them my parents were killing each other. Was driven back to the house, my parents were carted off to have various wounds stitched up, while I was left to deal with a terrified younger brother and sister and clean up all the blood.
I HATED sodding Christmas for years after that. :cry:
I HATED sodding Christmas for years after that. :cry:
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Now I'm all for having a little fun in a car ( not dogging though) but to be having a BJ while you're driving is IMHO downright fucking dangerous :shock:
Once again, Sassy, we are in total agreement
you want me don't you? :twisted:
I'd like to be in a Lissa and Sassy-Seren sandwich.....:twisted:
You're a very brave man, Dlep :rascal:
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Cool - cheers Chris. I'll give you a shout if we manage to get it sorted.
I know there are quite a few members with bikes so if we could arrange a summer beach camp/party - that would be fantastic!!!! (car drivers would also be very welcome of course :twisted: :twisted: )
CA x
You had me right up until the word 'camp' :shock:
I don't do tents
Well we'll have to see about arranging a single day ride out or even taking over a B&B for the night :shock: How does that sound?
CA x
B&B sounds good to me :D
Ever since a link to some of my SH posts was posted on a vanilla site we use, our friends on there know about our lifestyle, but no-one ever mentions it, they respect our privacy. There is the odd dogging or swinging joke thrown into general conversation sometimes, but it's never meant with any malice.
I used to be able to talk to the guys at my old workplace about it, but not now. :cry:
Pete's Dad knows tho, and loves to hear about the things we've been up to :D
I used to be able to talk to the guys at my old workplace about it, but not now. :cry:
Pete's Dad knows tho, and loves to hear about the things we've been up to :D
Quote by CarrieAnn
Cool - cheers Chris. I'll give you a shout if we manage to get it sorted.
I know there are quite a few members with bikes so if we could arrange a summer beach camp/party - that would be fantastic!!!! (car drivers would also be very welcome of course :twisted: :twisted: )
CA x
You had me right up until the word 'camp' :shock:
I don't do tents
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I have to put on socks/tights/shoes left foot first, totally irrational and I try to fight it every day and every day I waste time by putting on right sock first and then taking it off again before putting left sock on and then right sock. Drives me potty.
Yep, that's me too!
And I have to go down a flight of stairs left foot first, but up them right foot first. Just cannot make myself do it the other way round.
Quote by kazswallows
As long as it's long enough for me to come a couple of times either beforehand or duing I couldn't give a rats tail how long penetrative sex takes.
I totally agree. To be honest, I get sore and bored if a guy is just pumping away for ages. To me, the foreplay is as important as the penetrative sex, and if the foreplay is done right then the rest is just icing on the cake. If that icing only lasts two or three minutes, no biggie!
Also, if I am entertaining several guys, none of them want to be standing around twiddling their thumbs for ages while Marathon Man pumps away. :D
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Maybe try these:
1. Dip a cock into alcohol or dips and suck it off, same for pussy.
2. Remove onion rings or sweet laces off various parts of someoneelses body.
3. Lick off cream from various parts of another person's anatomy.
4. Swap underwear.
5. Shave pubes.
6. masturbate in front of others.
7. lick someone's whole body.
8. Have to use cock or pussy to aim targets onto score pad further forfeit if u fail.
9. have ice rubbed onto balls or nipples
10. tied to chair if man and woman has say 2 minutes to get u to come.....man has to resist.
11. person gets whipped.
12. person is blindfolded for next hour
13. person becomes someone's slave.hope this helps.
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You certainly go to some very interesting parties
Hmm, apparently, I'm an only child. 
Well, in a way I suppose I was. My brother and sister were quite a bit younger than me and close together in age, so I pretty much did my own thing.
As for my middle child? A rebel? Nope. He's a graduate with a Masters in Sports Science.
My youngest is the rebel, bless her
( She's never pulled off anything to my standards as a teenager yet, though )
Well, in a way I suppose I was. My brother and sister were quite a bit younger than me and close together in age, so I pretty much did my own thing.
As for my middle child? A rebel? Nope. He's a graduate with a Masters in Sports Science.
My youngest is the rebel, bless her
( She's never pulled off anything to my standards as a teenager yet, though ) I'm 45 physically, but mentally I am still and will always be (I hope) 17
I certainly don't feel any different physically to when I was younger. In fact, I think i have more energy and get-up-and-go than I did in my twenties. I certainly have far more confidence and self belief than I did then.
I don't even mind the few signs of age and childbirth that my body shows. I consider them battle scars honourably won :D
What do I dread most? Getting too old to throw my leg over the bike or a man
I certainly don't feel any different physically to when I was younger. In fact, I think i have more energy and get-up-and-go than I did in my twenties. I certainly have far more confidence and self belief than I did then.
I don't even mind the few signs of age and childbirth that my body shows. I consider them battle scars honourably won :D
What do I dread most? Getting too old to throw my leg over the bike or a man
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Books!
I have to have books. If I don't have a stash of at least a dozen waiting to be read I get twitchy.
I can't part with them either. The loft is full, the spare bedroom is full, the bookcases are starting to be doubled up.
It's getting to the stage where the other half rugby tackles me to the floor if he sees me heading for a book shop
I :inlove: you!
Wanna start a book club....
:D
I bought another 5 yesterday
I need help :D :D :D
I know we have a Poetry section, but as it's Remembrance Sunday I thought a thread for our favourite War poems might be nice.
I was lucky enough to have the poems of Wilfred Owen as my set subject for O levels many years ago, and this is the one that has always stuck in my mind.
Dulce Et Decorum Est
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
GAS! Gas! Quick, boys!-- An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And floundering like a man in fire or lime.--
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,--
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
I was lucky enough to have the poems of Wilfred Owen as my set subject for O levels many years ago, and this is the one that has always stuck in my mind.
Dulce Et Decorum Est
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
GAS! Gas! Quick, boys!-- An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And floundering like a man in fire or lime.--
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,--
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
Firstly, Hun, don't use capitals. It's seen as shouting and considered rude.
Secondly, you profile tells people nothing except the fact that you have a cock. Find the time to write a bit about yourself, make people interested in YOU!
Thirdly, please drop the text speak, it just irritates people.
Fourthly, join in on the forums, get posting, get yourself known to people.
Fifthly, patience, patience patience!
Secondly, you profile tells people nothing except the fact that you have a cock. Find the time to write a bit about yourself, make people interested in YOU!
Thirdly, please drop the text speak, it just irritates people.
Fourthly, join in on the forums, get posting, get yourself known to people.
Fifthly, patience, patience patience!
Books!
I have to have books. If I don't have a stash of at least a dozen waiting to be read I get twitchy.
I can't part with them either. The loft is full, the spare bedroom is full, the bookcases are starting to be doubled up.
It's getting to the stage where the other half rugby tackles me to the floor if he sees me heading for a book shop
I have to have books. If I don't have a stash of at least a dozen waiting to be read I get twitchy.
I can't part with them either. The loft is full, the spare bedroom is full, the bookcases are starting to be doubled up.
It's getting to the stage where the other half rugby tackles me to the floor if he sees me heading for a book shop
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My youngest son has spent the last 5 years in school being bullied and despite talking to the Head and teachers, nothing seems to have come of it until one day he came out to his friends as being bisexual. That immediately stopped the taunts about his sexuality as now the bullies have nothing to make fun of and thankfully it's all stopped.
My daughter had the opposite experience. She only started to be bullied after she came out. It didn't last long though, as after she'd had the courage to admit her sexuality, several others at the school did the same, and they all supported each other in standing up to the few small-minded idiots.
She had to give a talk about her sexuality at college the other day. One girl asked, 'But how do lesbians have sex?' to which my daughter replied,'Want me to show you?'
She knows that there will always be people who will be made uncomfortable by her sexuality and may bully her because of it, but she has my total support and that of close friends, and nothing else really matters to her.
I was bullied at school. I made the mistake of passing the 11+ and winning a scholarship to a private school. The very first question I was asked on the first day was 'Are you fee, or free?'
As soon as the rich kids discovered I was there on a scholarship, I was ostracised. It was never physical bullying, all verbal, but it got so bad that one lunchtime I just got on my bike and took off. I didn't know where I was going, but I just wanted to run away and never come back. I was finally spotted cycling aimlessly round Wolverhapmton at that night by a couple of coppers who obviously realised there was something wrong. I'd cycled all the way from Warwick. I was 12.
Boy, did I get into trouble for that, but even worse, my mother refused to allow me to leave the school. The misery I was going through wasn't as important as her ability to brag about me being there.
The bullying continued, even worse than ever, until one day I totally snapped. I kicked the shit out of the main ring-leader. I still feel bad about that today, I hate physical violence being used to solve problems, but the bullying did stop. In fact, the girl I battered actually became one of my few friends at the school.
It took me a long time to get over the sense of worthlessness those years instilled in me though.
As soon as the rich kids discovered I was there on a scholarship, I was ostracised. It was never physical bullying, all verbal, but it got so bad that one lunchtime I just got on my bike and took off. I didn't know where I was going, but I just wanted to run away and never come back. I was finally spotted cycling aimlessly round Wolverhapmton at that night by a couple of coppers who obviously realised there was something wrong. I'd cycled all the way from Warwick. I was 12.
Boy, did I get into trouble for that, but even worse, my mother refused to allow me to leave the school. The misery I was going through wasn't as important as her ability to brag about me being there.
The bullying continued, even worse than ever, until one day I totally snapped. I kicked the shit out of the main ring-leader. I still feel bad about that today, I hate physical violence being used to solve problems, but the bullying did stop. In fact, the girl I battered actually became one of my few friends at the school.
It took me a long time to get over the sense of worthlessness those years instilled in me though.
Well, it's been fun reading some of the things you would de-invent..................but what would you invent, if it was in any way feasible?
Mine's easy.
I'd invent a gizmo that would be compulsorily fitted to ALL vehicles, that would render mobiles inoperable as long as the vehicle was in motion.
True story. Nipping down to London on the bike a couple of weeks ago we joined the motorway for the last few miles in. Nice posh Merc ahead of us, doing at least 70, and I could see that the drivers head kept dipping. Pulled alongside to overtake, and he was texting on his mobile! He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he didn't realise that we were alongside him for several seconds. If the vehicle in front had braked suddenly he'd never have seen it. He just smirked when I gave him the time-honoured 'wanker' hand gesture.
I wish I could say that it was an isolated incident, but we see dozens of people using their mobiles every time we go out. It makes me furious!
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Mine's easy.
I'd invent a gizmo that would be compulsorily fitted to ALL vehicles, that would render mobiles inoperable as long as the vehicle was in motion.
True story. Nipping down to London on the bike a couple of weeks ago we joined the motorway for the last few miles in. Nice posh Merc ahead of us, doing at least 70, and I could see that the drivers head kept dipping. Pulled alongside to overtake, and he was texting on his mobile! He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he didn't realise that we were alongside him for several seconds. If the vehicle in front had braked suddenly he'd never have seen it. He just smirked when I gave him the time-honoured 'wanker' hand gesture.
I wish I could say that it was an isolated incident, but we see dozens of people using their mobiles every time we go out. It makes me furious!
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Give em the best military hardware possible..arm them to the teeth ..let them use guns without being restrained..
just wait till the xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ..etc etc get here..
they have more fucking guns than you can shake a stick at..
ARM EVERY PLOD
YOU KNOW IT MAKES SENSE
:shock:
It is good to see such a moderate point of view posted on here.
It'll soon be Christmas
:smackbottom: :smackbottom: :smackbottom: :smackbottom: You said the 'C' word, de_sade!!
