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over a year ago
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For me it's a well furnished, quite plush room. There are a number of deep leather sofas and armchairs arranged in cosy huddles for chatting. But space in the middle for grandstanders to hold court.
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And a chair lift for granny |
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I'm picturing a steamy hot tub. Too much flesh on show, can get a little uncomfortable being so close to each other. But there's giggles and squirmy fun, and you can watch the scum rise up and drift away  |
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I picture it with more of a sixth-form common room vibe. Slightly threadbare sofas and the regulars all have their own favourite spot.
Yet somehow it magically turns into a speakeasy at night, with a ceramic-tile-fronted cocktail bar down one side and deep leather banquette booths for huddled and hushed conversations. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"I'm picturing a steamy hot tub. Too much flesh on show, can get a little uncomfortable being so close to each other. But there's giggles and squirmy fun, and you can watch the scum rise up and drift away "
Lovely thought |
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By *oofy321Man
over a year ago
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"For me it's a well furnished, quite plush room. There are a number of deep leather sofas and armchairs arranged in cosy huddles for chatting. But space in the middle for grandstanders to hold court.
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And a chair lift for granny"
Pretty much the same but with a big oak door with a small window for me to look through |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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I reckon there's plenty of short stay parking too. So that the married guys can park up, nip in to show pics of their wives who are still waiting in the car outside, unaware. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"Me on my own sat naked in a suede armchair entertains myself with my bizarre long winded musings.  "
Please sit on a towel.
Its a bastard getting skid marks out of suede! |
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"Me on my own sat naked in a suede armchair entertains myself with my bizarre long winded musings.
Please sit on a towel.
It’s a bastard getting skid marks out of suede!"
That’s a voice of experience!  |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"Me on my own sat naked in a suede armchair entertains myself with my bizarre long winded musings.
Please sit on a towel.
It’s a bastard getting skid marks out of suede!
That’s a voice of experience! "
We had to have words with him last time he was here! |
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"I'm picturing a steamy hot tub. Too much flesh on show, can get a little uncomfortable being so close to each other. But there's giggles and squirmy fun, and you can watch the scum rise up and drift away
Lovely thought"
Isn't it  There's nothing like picturing a dirty old plaster floating around your nether regions to get you comfortable  |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"I'm picturing a steamy hot tub. Too much flesh on show, can get a little uncomfortable being so close to each other. But there's giggles and squirmy fun, and you can watch the scum rise up and drift away
Lovely thought
Isn't it There's nothing like picturing a dirty old plaster floating around your nether regions to get you comfortable "
Like a pervy petri dish |
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"For me it's a well furnished, quite plush room. There are a number of deep leather sofas and armchairs arranged in cosy huddles for chatting. But space in the middle for grandstanders to hold court.
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And a chair lift for granny"
Is it wheelchair accessible, please?! |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"For me it's a well furnished, quite plush room. There are a number of deep leather sofas and armchairs arranged in cosy huddles for chatting. But space in the middle for grandstanders to hold court.
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And a chair lift for granny
Is it wheelchair accessible, please?! "
It would have to be! |
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Like underneath the bridge of an inner city canal, with graffiti everywhere, trolleys poking out of the water, an over-flowing dog poop bin and some poor old fella wondering why so many people have congregated in his favourite fishing spot, oh and there’s an old red leather (pvc) armchair in the stinging nettles, where the sultans of swing hold court. |
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By (user no longer on site)
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It’s a rundown estate populated by people shouting at each other down corridors and from 3rd floor windows “Suziesurrey has the best tits on fab and you lot can fuck off” they yell, followed by “whose having what for tea? Oi you can’t go to Iceland you’re an uncle not a MUM ffs” etc
The sound of radio 3 plays over the crumbling edifices of former community. Sun setting. Chris from Basingstoke is dogging in a burnt out fiesta. Wait til she hears him call her a burnt out fiesta. All hells gonna break lose
In lounge town. |
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By *otSoPoshWoman
over a year ago
In a ball gown because that's how we roll in N. Devon |
"Like underneath the bridge of an inner city canal, with graffiti everywhere, trolleys poking out of the water, an over-flowing dog poop bin and some poor old fella wondering why so many people have congregated in his favourite fishing spot, oh and there’s an old red leather (pvc) armchair in the stinging nettles, where the sultans of swing hold court. "
Good lord man... you paint a vivid picture |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"It’s a rundown estate populated by people shouting at each other down corridors and from 3rd floor windows “Suziesurrey has the best tits on fab and you lot can fuck off” they yell, followed by “whose having what for tea? Oi you can’t go to Iceland you’re an uncle not a MUM ffs” etc
The sound of radio 3 plays over the crumbling edifices of former community. Sun setting. Chris from Basingstoke is dogging in a burnt out fiesta. Wait til she hears him call her a burnt out fiesta. All hells gonna break lose
In lounge town. "
With each post you write I think I love you a little more.
(Unobsequiously obvs) |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"It changes in my mind all the darned time.
But Jennie, whenever you're here the rest just melt away "
There's a pedestal with 'notice me' painted on in tacky gold paint that I like to stand on. It's quite insecure. Much like me. |
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"Like underneath the bridge of an inner city canal, with graffiti everywhere, trolleys poking out of the water, an over-flowing dog poop bin and some poor old fella wondering why so many people have congregated in his favourite fishing spot, oh and there’s an old red leather (pvc) armchair in the stinging nettles, where the sultans of swing hold court.
Good lord man... you paint a vivid picture "
I can probably get the Ai to create that image, might have a go later |
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By *otSoPoshWoman
over a year ago
In a ball gown because that's how we roll in N. Devon |
"It changes in my mind all the darned time.
But Jennie, whenever you're here the rest just melt away
There's a pedestal with 'notice me' painted on in tacky gold paint that I like to stand on. It's quite insecure. Much like me."
Dammit. My smoothness is wasted here... you know what you're doing! |
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By *otSoPoshWoman
over a year ago
In a ball gown because that's how we roll in N. Devon |
"Like underneath the bridge of an inner city canal, with graffiti everywhere, trolleys poking out of the water, an over-flowing dog poop bin and some poor old fella wondering why so many people have congregated in his favourite fishing spot, oh and there’s an old red leather (pvc) armchair in the stinging nettles, where the sultans of swing hold court.
Good lord man... you paint a vivid picture
I can probably get the Ai to create that image, might have a go later "
Oh you should! |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"It changes in my mind all the darned time.
But Jennie, whenever you're here the rest just melt away
There's a pedestal with 'notice me' painted on in tacky gold paint that I like to stand on. It's quite insecure. Much like me.
Dammit. My smoothness is wasted here... you know what you're doing!"
Self depreciation is horny innit! |
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By *otSoPoshWoman
over a year ago
In a ball gown because that's how we roll in N. Devon |
"It changes in my mind all the darned time.
But Jennie, whenever you're here the rest just melt away
There's a pedestal with 'notice me' painted on in tacky gold paint that I like to stand on. It's quite insecure. Much like me.
Dammit. My smoothness is wasted here... you know what you're doing!
Self depreciation is horny innit!"
That's always been my motto |
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A living room in student digs. Mystery stains on the furniture which is held together by chewing gum and youthful optimism. Evidence that the cleaning schedule has been abandoned. A few unusual smells I'm not going to try to investigate. |
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There's a party going on, lots of folk who obviously know each other really well. Occasionally couples or triples or fivesomes vanish upstairs for a while. I've seen a few people go storming out of the front door muttering to themselves, but later on sneak back in through the patio. And some that I don't even realise they were gone until they're back and all flamboyant and everyone is like "Dahling, we missed you so, smoootch". I spend my time unobtrusive but mostly comfortable in one corner, reading a book about the history of mathematics but really doing a bit of people watching over the top of it. I sometimes think that I might be missing out on the full experience, nobody ever asks me to join them doing whatever it is that goes on upstairs. Probably not my thing anyway. It would be nice though if someone wanted to come sit next to me and just sort of give companionship, maybe bring their own book, or even share mine. |
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"There's a party going on, lots of folk who obviously know each other really well. Occasionally couples or triples or fivesomes vanish upstairs for a while. I've seen a few people go storming out of the front door muttering to themselves, but later on sneak back in through the patio. And some that I don't even realise they were gone until they're back and all flamboyant and everyone is like "Dahling, we missed you so, smoootch". I spend my time unobtrusive but mostly comfortable in one corner, reading a book about the history of mathematics but really doing a bit of people watching over the top of it. I sometimes think that I might be missing out on the full experience, nobody ever asks me to join them doing whatever it is that goes on upstairs. Probably not my thing anyway. It would be nice though if someone wanted to come sit next to me and just sort of give companionship, maybe bring their own book, or even share mine."
That is great mental picture. I'll sit and chat with you Polly.
I'm trying to think of an analogy for the posts that really should be in Swingers Chat or Meets.
J |
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"There's a party going on, lots of folk who obviously know each other really well. Occasionally couples or triples or fivesomes vanish upstairs for a while. I've seen a few people go storming out of the front door muttering to themselves, but later on sneak back in through the patio. And some that I don't even realise they were gone until they're back and all flamboyant and everyone is like "Dahling, we missed you so, smoootch". I spend my time unobtrusive but mostly comfortable in one corner, reading a book about the history of mathematics but really doing a bit of people watching over the top of it. I sometimes think that I might be missing out on the full experience, nobody ever asks me to join them doing whatever it is that goes on upstairs. Probably not my thing anyway. It would be nice though if someone wanted to come sit next to me and just sort of give companionship, maybe bring their own book, or even share mine.
That is great mental picture. I'll sit and chat with you Polly.
I'm trying to think of an analogy for the posts that really should be in Swingers Chat or Meets.
J"
Do you want to share my book or will you have your own? Quiet companionship, or get to know each other a little? |
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The carpets have to be replaced every 6 months, and the cake always runs out.
It has a revolving door, lots of mirrors, comfy sofas set at the edge and cafe type tables with strong legs for when the bar is open at night.
There is a roped off area where the clique sometimes hang out, but its small and fairly unimportant.
Rugbys mantlepiece collects the scalps of fabbers past, and she sometimes makes an appearance like a Gothic Miss Haversham 
The trophy cabinet for long service to fab is ever expanding, and the wine fridge is never quite cold enough. |
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"Do you want to share my book or will you have your own? Quiet companionship, or get to know each other a little?"
I'd love to find out more about the history of mathematics, I'm a bit of a maths geek but know very little about the history. We can chat when we feel like it and then go back to our own books too. I've brought along Where The Crawdads Sing because everyone keeps telling me I should read it but I can't get beyond the first chapter.
J |
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"The legendary Fab lounge.
We all know it and spend far too much time in it.
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What does it look like in your mind's eye?"
I always imagine it as Club Tropicana
But I wish George Michael was here. He was delicious  |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"It’s a rundown estate populated by people shouting at each other down corridors and from 3rd floor windows “Suziesurrey has the best tits on fab and you lot can fuck off” they yell, followed by “whose having what for tea? Oi you can’t go to Iceland you’re an uncle not a MUM ffs” etc
The sound of radio 3 plays over the crumbling edifices of former community. Sun setting. Chris from Basingstoke is dogging in a burnt out fiesta. Wait til she hears him call her a burnt out fiesta. All hells gonna break lose
In lounge town. "
A Shameless vibe  |
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By (user no longer on site)
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A plush bar . Big comfy sofas and chairs . A good playlist. A few dark corners for dark deeds. From the outside doesn't look like much but inside is impressive |
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"Like underneath the bridge of an inner city canal, with graffiti everywhere, trolleys poking out of the water, an over-flowing dog poop bin and some poor old fella wondering why so many people have congregated in his favourite fishing spot, oh and there’s an old red leather (pvc) armchair in the stinging nettles, where the sultans of swing hold court. "
Love this too |
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The Fab Lounge ......
High gloss black doors open into a red and gold hall with an off centre marble stair case. At the foot of the stairs is a sign pointing left with the words.... Fab this way ..... Pinned to a faded green curtain is the word Lounge....
Pushing past the curtain we wobble down industrial steel black steps to an unpainted brick fashioned cellar. Still holding on to trust and belief in our hearts we push back the double doors and do the 300 yard walk of shame to Jim's shed where many overweight german sounding people swathed in leather gauchos serve 2litre flagons of larger to people who pretend to think the price is fair .... As more people enter we are forced to move to the rear of the shed where we discover all the beautiful people are naked and posing or at it like rabid dogs around the heated pool. Just as we get close enough for a swim we notice the pool has a delicate surface of jizz and chest hair so we decide to head back to the bar but we can't get past the bbws doing their latest rendition of all the single ladies.... we notice that person we'd seen on the train earlier. The pervy , creepy one , the one we wanted to make sure we never got talking to .. all of a sudden they seem remarkably fuckable..... and so we do. We do a fantastic balancing act on one arse cheek and one leg in the water.. Never let morals or standards get in the way of a good fuck ...... The Fab Lounge Motto...... |
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"Do you want to share my book or will you have your own? Quiet companionship, or get to know each other a little?
I'd love to find out more about the history of mathematics, I'm a bit of a maths geek but know very little about the history. We can chat when we feel like it and then go back to our own books too. I've brought along Where The Crawdads Sing because everyone keeps telling me I should read it but I can't get beyond the first chapter.
J"
Just make sure that you tell me if I get carried away about why we had twelve inches in a foot, and twelve pennies in a shilling. Or about any other fascinating bit of mathematic or scientific trivia. It's fine if I'm not boring you, but sometimes I miss hints that changing the topic would be appreciated. I sometimes wonder if I even miss subtle offers to go explore upstairs, though really I probably wouldn't be very good at whatever it is that happens up there... |
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"Just make sure that you tell me if I get carried away about why we had twelve inches in a foot, and twelve pennies in a shilling. Or about any other fascinating bit of mathematic or scientific trivia. It's fine if I'm not boring you, but sometimes I miss hints that changing the topic would be appreciated. I sometimes wonder if I even miss subtle offers to go explore upstairs, though really I probably wouldn't be very good at whatever it is that happens up there..."
Will do! That sounds genuinely fascinating. You've reminded me that I've got a book called Humble Pi that I've been meaning to read.
I know exactly what you mean about the subtle hints. There's so much flirting in here that I'd think it was just that unless someone took me by the hand and said "Let's go upstairs"  |
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"The Fab Lounge ......
High gloss black doors open into a red and gold hall with an off centre marble stair case. At the foot of the stairs is a sign pointing left with the words.... Fab this way ..... Pinned to a faded green curtain is the word Lounge....
Pushing past the curtain we wobble down industrial steel black steps to an unpainted brick fashioned cellar. Still holding on to trust and belief in our hearts we push back the double doors and do the 300 yard walk of shame to Jim's shed where many overweight german sounding people swathed in leather gauchos serve 2litre flagons of larger to people who pretend to think the price is fair .... As more people enter we are forced to move to the rear of the shed where we discover all the beautiful people are naked and posing or at it like rabid dogs around the heated pool. Just as we get close enough for a swim we notice the pool has a delicate surface of jizz and chest hair so we decide to head back to the bar but we can't get past the bbws doing their latest rendition of all the single ladies.... we notice that person we'd seen on the train earlier. The pervy , creepy one , the one we wanted to make sure we never got talking to .. all of a sudden they seem remarkably fuckable..... and so we do. We do a fantastic balancing act on one arse cheek and one leg in the water.. Never let morals or standards get in the way of a good fuck ...... The Fab Lounge Motto......"
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"Just make sure that you tell me if I get carried away about why we had twelve inches in a foot, and twelve pennies in a shilling. Or about any other fascinating bit of mathematic or scientific trivia. It's fine if I'm not boring you, but sometimes I miss hints that changing the topic would be appreciated. I sometimes wonder if I even miss subtle offers to go explore upstairs, though really I probably wouldn't be very good at whatever it is that happens up there...
Will do! That sounds genuinely fascinating. You've reminded me that I've got a book called Humble Pi that I've been meaning to read.
I know exactly what you mean about the subtle hints. There's so much flirting in here that I'd think it was just that unless someone took me by the hand and said "Let's go upstairs" "
Even then, I might well say "just let me finish this chapter". Then I look around and they've gone... |
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"It’s a rundown estate populated by people shouting at each other down corridors and from 3rd floor windows “Suziesurrey has the best tits on fab and you lot can fuck off” they yell, followed by “whose having what for tea? Oi you can’t go to Iceland you’re an uncle not a MUM ffs” etc
The sound of radio 3 plays over the crumbling edifices of former community. Sun setting. Chris from Basingstoke is dogging in a burnt out fiesta. Wait til she hears him call her a burnt out fiesta. All hells gonna break lose
In lounge town.
A Shameless vibe "
Mods! Scatta! |
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"It’s a rundown estate populated by people shouting at each other down corridors and from 3rd floor windows “Suziesurrey has the best tits on fab and you lot can fuck off” they yell, followed by “whose having what for tea? Oi you can’t go to Iceland you’re an uncle not a MUM ffs” etc
The sound of radio 3 plays over the crumbling edifices of former community. Sun setting. Chris from Basingstoke is dogging in a burnt out fiesta. Wait til she hears him call her a burnt out fiesta. All hells gonna break lose
In lounge town.
A Shameless vibe
Mods! Scatta! "
What about rockers?! |
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"Just make sure that you tell me if I get carried away about why we had twelve inches in a foot, and twelve pennies in a shilling. Or about any other fascinating bit of mathematic or scientific trivia. It's fine if I'm not boring you, but sometimes I miss hints that changing the topic would be appreciated. I sometimes wonder if I even miss subtle offers to go explore upstairs, though really I probably wouldn't be very good at whatever it is that happens up there...
Will do! That sounds genuinely fascinating. You've reminded me that I've got a book called Humble Pi that I've been meaning to read.
I know exactly what you mean about the subtle hints. There's so much flirting in here that I'd think it was just that unless someone took me by the hand and said "Let's go upstairs" "
Well if you get to finish "Humble Pi" and want to exchange for "Pi in the Sky", do drop me a line sometime! We can meet up on the corner sofa in the lounge...
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Sounds of crashing pans and rock music come from the kitchen.
At regular intervals, a loud fat (and probably d*unk) Welsh woman brings all manner of cake and sweet treats which she tries to force onto anyone in the lounge.
On Fridays there is curry.
When the crashing stops, she can usually be found asleep d*unk in the cupboard. |
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