I'm always rattling something. I'm a bugger for it, and there's rarely less than a couple on the go at the same time. Variety is the spice of life, they reckon - and I think they've got it spot on. There's 3 billion women out there - that's a lot of unchartered territory. While I don't expect to explore 'em all, I intend to give it a bloody good go.
The latest of a long, long line of lucky ladies to sample the Flashman Vintage is a young mare with the hellish moniker of Tanya. If her last name was Hide, it'd at least be apt; as she likes a bit of rough and tumble, not that I'm a novice of the art.
She's as simple as slip-on shoes, an absolute clot - but with poonts like hers, she has her plus points. Besides, having previously studied the form with both her mother and older sister, it seemed rude not to complete the full set when the chance presented itself.
I've known her since she was no more than six or seven, back when I was tupping her mother every other weekend when her husband was working away. (At least, that's what he told her. I know for a fact the old coot was rogering some Scottish bint senseless at his country cottage. Whispers carry on the wind a little louder when you put it about as much as I do).
She's had a crush on me all through her teenage years, and I've always been on hand to offer advice or a friendly wink in a jovial favourite uncle type of way - biding my time until she ripens.
Well, she's a big girl now and I could hold it in no longer - and got her royally sloshed on her 18th birthday, before giving her the Flashman Lift into the rear garden and rogering her senseless amongst the tulips. Having been through half her family, I can attain that she's undoubtedly the mount of the three - her moans and wails informed the entire village that randy ol' Flash was back in the saddle, coasting down the final furlong and onto the Winner's Enclosure, a sure fire bet for Champion Jockey again this year.
Y'know, just thinking about her gives me strange pangs in the stomach - most unsettling. Could she truly be 'the one'?
Don't bet on it, dear Reader. I ain't fully recovered from a recent bout of jelly belly - it's most likely just wind.
Are you in love at the moment?
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No.
wait.
Yes.
wait.
Yes.
I am, desparately. The girl is one of my best friends. I've told her about my feelings and she still only wants to be friends. I feel terrible. Every time she smiles to another guy it feels like my heart is gonna break apart. We spend lots of time together, which doesn't make it easier for me at all. Still, I want to be with her all the time. Right now everything in my life seems pointless and not-important, except that one girl :-(
Yes.
Yes! :-)
I wasn't talking to you, I was saying "Yes I am in love at the moment" with my husband of 20 years.
;-)
;-)
No, sorry, not you Janet, i'm flattered, buti was proposing to CLTCM. Your second on my list though :-)
I don't think Flashie is in love tho'...take the chemicals out of this and you just have another great shag! - you can't be in love with someone you think "as simple as slip-ons"
I wasn't talking to you, I was saying "Yes I am in love at the moment" with my husband of 20 years.
;-)
me too, and married 17 years!
Janet, I'd put mr mercury right if I were you...how did you only end up SECOND on his list? this guy has no taste ;-)
Holy Shit Janet - Dan better watch his back, there's a new kid on the block LMAO.
LOL! ;-)
Why would i lie about my girlfriends name??
if you can lie about your own name, then your girlfriend's name should present no mendacity-related issues for you!
Gad, there's more oddballs in this place now than at any time in its entire history.
Probably not.
But if it is - run!
But if it is - run!
*smiles and even occasionally laughs as she reads Flashy's post*
Yes I am in love. I plan to marry him someday too. And no I'm not talking about Mr. Tampon Tea I'm talking about my boyfriend.
Yes I am in love. I plan to marry him someday too. And no I'm not talking about Mr. Tampon Tea I'm talking about my boyfriend.
Bah, and here's ol' Flash hoping you were keeping 'em crossed for me, Queenleaf ;-)
Like I've said before, lass - he'd best think on and treat you right, or I'll be over there like a shot to give him a taste of the back of me hand.
You can tell him that too, unless he's a big bugger.
Like I've said before, lass - he'd best think on and treat you right, or I'll be over there like a shot to give him a taste of the back of me hand.
You can tell him that too, unless he's a big bugger.