We were in the administration building at university. The theatre was on the third floor. It was late at night after rehearsal and everyone was gone. We were getting busy and in 69, the lights were out in the hall and we were on the floor. Then the security guard came up the steps and we quickly rolled under the bench. The guard walked right past us and off back down the stairs. 😀🙄
On the very top of a mountain in the middle of the Namib desert called Bloedkoppie (Blood Mountain) - it's sort of a smaller version of Ayer's Rock and totally remote. Very romantic, very alone, very nekkid and getting a nice tan until two guys came over a rise about 200m away. Bloody tourists.
Mind you, not as embarassing as the time the official boyfriend unexpectedly arrived home ...
Originally posted by buffalobillWhen you say 'very alone"..................😛😀😀😀
On the very top of a mountain in the middle of the Namib desert called Bloedkoppie (Blood Mountain) - it's sort of a smaller version of Ayer's Rock and totally remote. Very romantic, very alone, very nekkid and getting a nice tan until two guys came over a rise about 200m away. Bloody tourists.
Mind you, not as embarassing as the time the official boyfriend unexpectedly arrived home ...
Originally posted by thepunterSh;t genuinely shocked, 🙄 wasn't going to own up to that one.😳
You were not on your own!!!!!I was watching you , In Botanic Park last Thursday at 5:30pm😉😉😉😉😀😀
Actually it was in Renshaws before they re-designed it; when they still had the cubby holes. (cubby holes sounds inappropriately appropriate.)
In a wood/field, after both getting seriously hyped on herbal aphrodisiacs.
We had to wait for so long to get to a non-public place, it was torture! After ages waiting at a train station, we were walking down a path with some woodland to one side. One mischevious look later we had hopped the fence and were finding a nice spot. It was cliche-ically idyllic, butterflies everywhere and even a deer wandering round.
Happy times
Originally posted by OuermyhteThe only time I tried it outside, was in my girlfriend's back garden, this is not a euphemism (back passage etc).
In a wood/field, after both getting seriously hyped on herbal aphrodisiacs.
We had to wait for so long to get to a non-public place, it was torture! After ages waiting at a train station, we were walking down a path with some woodland to one side. One mischevious look later we had hopped the fence and were finding a nice spot. It was cliche-ically idyllic, butterflies everywhere and even a deer wandering round.
Happy times
It wasn't exactly idyllic: country smells; sheer panic that we would get caught by her parents; the buzzing of wasps indicated the presence of a hive in the near vicinity.
Luckily, I suffer from premature ejaculation: phew!