Sorry. No can tell, she's a friend and DNR.You can't just leave it at that. Come on!![]()
Sorry. No can tell, she's a friend and DNR.You can't just leave it at that. Come on!![]()
Do I have to buy a Penthouse Forum (if it's still being published) to read the rest of this story?Has happened couple of times and let them take the lead. One time was getting mail at my condo and SP that know comes walking by, says hi, you busy? I was not and still one of the best sessions EVER.
Was on the ferry to Langdale with my SO when I ran into a regular provider. We both exchanged eye contact and moved along. She was also with her family and I with mine. We laughed about it the next session.This hasn't happened to me yet. I live in a small-ish city and there are a couple providers living in my area. I expect someday to run into one at a local shop.
Has this happened to you? If so, I have so many questions! What was your reaction? What was her reaction? Did you engage in conversation? Were you with your SO or other family members? Awkward?
Just curious.
Thx!
So.....I gather your really good at getting out of the way of a flying chair?Yup...introduced her to my wife, in fact there were a number of SP's here that my wife met at one time or another, socially.
Yup...introduced her to my wife, in fact there were a number of SP's here that my wife met at one time or another, socially.
Flying chairs isn't the problem.....it's waking up with a hand grenade shoved up my arse with the pin pulled......So.....I gather your really good at getting out of the way of a flying chair?
How is it playing with fire......had a party at Nina's when she came home from over there. She helped out with my part in the maritime adventure Victoria Jolie had in Vancouver.... actually drove Yoko back to the hotel at the end of the night.....still wonder what the two of them talked about.Wow. You sure love to play with fire..
Well...I've always lived by the adage that there's no blades, Spurs, or hand grenades in the bedroom......particularly when there's more than one lady with me....but perhaps that's just my instinct of self preservation kicking in.Flying chairs isn't the problem.....it's waking up with a hand grenade shoved up my arse with the pin pulled......
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