Coppus Interruptus(Or, why boys should never show girls their weapons.)

[sarcaustik]

I should point out that the following story is not about a crap shag per-se. The bloke in question was a reasonable lay if a little prone to murmering cheesy sweet nothings, but I digress.This incident occured on the morning of Friday 13th December 1996, in the halls of residence at Keele University. The previous day my friend Felicity's room had

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[androktone]

oh dear, thats worse than the time my first boyfriends Christian Mum came into the room whilst we were half nakedly frottaging under a cover, sat on the end of the bed, and spent half an hour telling me about God.