reynardfox
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Made mistakes? Moi? You bet I have, from agreeing to wrestle a psychotic amazon with a penchant for headbutting over who got to ride who (it's hard to come when your nostrils are both plugged to stop bleeding and you have a fat lip and a slightly torn ear) to having (in the 70's when aids was unheard of) anal sex with a charming girl who was addicted to scotch bonnet chillies (there's a hot tip for you) Gilrs who haven't told me about alittle thing like claustrophobia until wigging out after being tied up and put in a wardrobe. Girls with really good handcuffs and no keys. girls who drank so much they couldn't come if connected to a set of jumpleads, a girl whose safe call was her grandad who was parked up the street with a flask . A woman whose webcam was on and whose kids were downstairs watching. I have met the wrong girls at neutral venues and ignored the right ones when they rang me because the wrong girl was a better propect. I have gone to a girls house and ended up having very rough sex with her sister as my date had forgotten and gone out. I have gone through the neutral meeting with a woman and turned up for a session to find that she had joined a group of born again Christians. I convinced myself that a prospect was a tranny in denial and turned up with butt plugs and cbt toys to find that she just had a very deep voice and collected motorbikes, not sure if that was a mistake or not, but bloody baffling I have tied a girl to a tree in the woods in the middle of the night and found that we were in the middle of a TA night exercise. I once tied my then fiancee up on a pool table in a club I was running and found that we had triggered a silent alarm and were being watched by several giggling policemen and a german shepherd. Once I was dumb enough to believe a girl who expressed a wish to be picked up by her tits. Collapsed beds feature throughout my sexual career, metal ones are my curse. I must just cause rust. I have had partner's dogs pop up at the worst time, and cats, and on one occaision a very vicious parrot. The trick is to expect the unexpected. We went to meet a woman who had recently divorced and were well on the way to a fantastic night at her house when her weeping husband turned up and just hung on to her knees for the rest of ther night bawling. We ate all their jaffa cakes and went home. From snapped canes, floggers that fell apart, crops with loose tips, split whips, handcuffs that won't open, handcuffs that won't close, see through blindfolds, knickers that need to be cut off, vibrators with chips, vibrators that cause shocks, it's happened to me. I'm so used to things going wrong or people I meet turning out to be totally bonkers, I'd be quite bored with a predictable session. My wife has a sybil fawlty thing going on and loves it when everything goes tits up. Sometimes she laughs for days.
< Message edited by reynardfox -- 6/5/2010 5:55:35 PM >
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