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By *ara JTV/TS
over a year ago
Bristol East |
A fit young chap came round to mine tonight.
We're going at it hammer and tongs in the living room, when there is a rap at the door.
I ignore it and let him carry.
Few mins later and more rapping,
(No, I'm thinking, I have not given my address to any other guy tonight.)
Anyway, I climb off him, peep through the spy hole and there is a shaven headed, masculine guy of the sort I like.
I'm thinking, blimey!
Go back into the living and pick up where we left off.
Rap, rao, rap.
FFS!
Right, fix hair, fix lippy, pull skirt down, and answer the door.
"Excuse me, is that your van?"
There is a great big white van parked outside mine and it is blocking the traffic from getting past.
Well, I know its not mine, I don't have a vehicle.
I ask himself and he seems to know nothing.
So I tell Mr Bruce Willis I cannot help, close the door and get back on the couch.
Well, one thing leads to another etc etc etc
We're chatting as he gets dressed.
And he tells me it is his wihte van.
Lordy!
I must say I was really quite pleased he did not get up and go to move it.
Passion killer that would've been.
Very sexy guy, super body and made me moan over and over again.
I'll be thinking of white van man in a new light now,
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