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Mad Stuff You've Done To Get Someone To Sleep With You
Alexxx says "We've all gone a little too far at one time or another to get a girl, or a guy, to sleep with us. I've a friend who spent close to a thousand pounds orchestrating a terrible day for a collegue, so he could comfort her and get in her knickers. Only to find out she had a boyfriend, who proposed in order to cheer her up."
So, how far have you gone?
( , Fri 13 Apr 2007, 9:01)
Alexxx says "We've all gone a little too far at one time or another to get a girl, or a guy, to sleep with us. I've a friend who spent close to a thousand pounds orchestrating a terrible day for a collegue, so he could comfort her and get in her knickers. Only to find out she had a boyfriend, who proposed in order to cheer her up."
So, how far have you gone?
( , Fri 13 Apr 2007, 9:01)
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The girl lives 60 miles away
which isn't that far, although she doesn't drive, so the emphasis is on me. Absolutely lovely, nicest most innocent person you'd ever want to meet, stunningly good looking and unlike 98% of fit birds, she doesn't even know it. She lives with her folks, any "personal" time together was really rather hard to come by.
I spend 18/ 19 months driving up & down A roads, I take her out to dinner, I spend hours listening to her whining about nothings, I put up with her weird friends... It takes forever to even be holding hands, and then *at last* a kiss. A very good one too. This develops, but nothing more.
Determination into overload, almost daily I drive 120 miles, the phone bill becomes extortionate, and finally, she wants to come and see me.
"Re-sult" I'm, thinking, "the end is nigh".
Alas no. She came to confess she was pregnant, and there are at least 3, possibly 4 candidates for Daddy. Only 2 of whom's names are known...
( , Fri 13 Apr 2007, 17:43, Reply)
which isn't that far, although she doesn't drive, so the emphasis is on me. Absolutely lovely, nicest most innocent person you'd ever want to meet, stunningly good looking and unlike 98% of fit birds, she doesn't even know it. She lives with her folks, any "personal" time together was really rather hard to come by.
I spend 18/ 19 months driving up & down A roads, I take her out to dinner, I spend hours listening to her whining about nothings, I put up with her weird friends... It takes forever to even be holding hands, and then *at last* a kiss. A very good one too. This develops, but nothing more.
Determination into overload, almost daily I drive 120 miles, the phone bill becomes extortionate, and finally, she wants to come and see me.
"Re-sult" I'm, thinking, "the end is nigh".
Alas no. She came to confess she was pregnant, and there are at least 3, possibly 4 candidates for Daddy. Only 2 of whom's names are known...
( , Fri 13 Apr 2007, 17:43, Reply)
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