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    Default Escort double booked me - picked up a single mom instead

    So I haven't had any in about, pffff - 3 or 4 weeks?
    The sexual frustration is getting to me.

    Oh hell, I bell up an escort and make an arrangement to get my jollies.

    Get to the place; "oh baby, give me five minutes to get ready. I gonna call you back".

    15 minutes later, I'm still stood out in the rain like a nonse.

    "Hell with this" - I go to the gym and pump some iron,



    My body is so pumped up after, I don't wanna waste the opportunity so, I chill for a while, get some dinner, catch a movie, then hit the discotheque.
    I also got this snazzy new haircut from this new spanish barber in town.

    I'm chilling at the bar in my designer shirt and, these chicks are checking me out.

    Next thing this chick starts talking at me.
    Giving me the full eye contact, "Oh hi, how are you??", hand shake, exchange of names and pleasantries.

    Blah blah blah - 20 minutes later, she's eating the face off me on the dance floor.
    20 minutes after that again she's reaching in my pants and whispering in my ear, telling me how horny she is.

    Somewhere in between times, she mentioned she has, like, kids, and became a mother when she was 18 years old.
    She was still young, like, 30, 31 or so.
    So I make a mental note that this is strictly gonna be a one night type of thing, and proceed.

    We get done with the discotheque and hop in a taxi.
    I tell him to make a quick stop by a 24 store to pick up a box or three of condoms.

    Back to my place.
    Trying to get her up to bed but, she insists on boring the ear off me for another hour or so.
    Eventually I'm so tired I tell her I'm going to bed regardless.

    In the sack and, this chick likes it rough.
    I'm thinking I might cause a stress fracture to her pelvic bone but, she just moaned louder.

    Next thing, I find myself fucking her without a dome.

    I tell her, "listen baby. I'm not gonna continue without a rubber".

    I'm doing her from the spoon position so, she leans her head back and tells me, "go fuck yourself, pal".

    Whatever. I whip out, thrown on a condom, and continue to plow.
    She's moaning and wreathing, face all flushed red and then, "Bam".

    And that's it folks.

    Lights go out, wake up the next morning.
    Catch the UFC prelims, order the gal a taxi and now here I am, trying to recover from sleep loss - I never sleep a wink unless by myself.


    What's the point of this story?

    I guess I just wanted ya'll to know I had a colorful day yesterday - haha.
    Last edited by Floki; 29-11-15 at 10:44.

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    Quote Originally Posted by bettercallsaul View Post
    That was a great movie !!

    Loved it ! Sat there through ALL the credits , just in an aaaawww so nice feeling x
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    Quote Originally Posted by bettercallsaul View Post
    I am more familiar with the earlier Danny Kaye version and the original James Thurber short story.
    In the original short story, Walter is basically a hen pecked husband who escapes into his imaginary world.
    Guess he didn't have a resource like EI.
    John Dunne should count his lucky stars.
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    Quote Originally Posted by John Dunne View Post
    So I haven't had any in about, pffff - 3 or 4 weeks?
    The sexual frustration is getting to me.

    Oh hell, I bell up an escort and make an arrangement to get my jollies.

    Get to the place; "oh baby, give me five minutes to get ready. I gonna call you back".

    15 minutes later, I'm still stood out in the rain like a nonse.

    "Hell with this" - I go to the gym and pump some iron,



    My body is so pumped up after, I don't wanna waste the opportunity so, I chill for a while, get some dinner, catch a movie, then hit the discotheque.
    I also got this snazzy new haircut from this new spanish barber in town.

    I'm chilling at the bar in my designer shirt and, these chicks are checking me out.

    Next thing this chick starts talking at me.
    Giving me the full eye contact, "Oh hi, how are you??", hand shake, exchange of names and pleasantries.

    Blah blah blah - 20 minutes later, she's eating the face off me on the dance floor.
    20 minutes after that again she's reaching in my pants and whispering in my ear, telling me how horny she is.

    Somewhere in between times, she mentioned she has, like, kids, and became a mother when she was 18 years old.
    She was still young, like, 30, 31 or so.
    So I make a mental note that this is strictly gonna be a one night type of thing, and proceed.

    We get done with the discotheque and hop in a taxi.
    I tell him to make a quick stop by a 24 store to pick up a box or three of condoms.

    Back to my place.
    Trying to get her up to bed but, she insists on boring the ear off me for another hour or so.
    Eventually I'm so tired I tell her I'm going to bed regardless.

    In the sack and, this chick likes it rough.
    I'm thinking I might cause a stress fracture to her pelvic bone but, she just moaned louder.

    Next thing, I find myself fucking her without a dome.

    I tell her, "listen baby. I'm not gonna continue without a rubber".

    I'm doing her from the spoon position so, she leans her head back and tells me, "go fuck yourself, pal".

    Whatever. I whip out, thrown on a condom, and continue to plow.
    She's moaning and wreathing, face all flushed red and then, "Bam".

    And that's it folks.

    Lights go out, wake up the next morning.
    Catch the UFC prelims, order the gal a taxi and now here I am, trying to recover from sleep loss - I never sleep a wink unless by myself.


    What's the point of this story?

    I guess I just wanted ya'll to know I had a colorful day yesterday - haha.

    Was you once a woman on here?



    Last edited by Floki; 29-11-15 at 10:44.

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    Quote Originally Posted by alcatel View Post
    I am more familiar with the earlier Danny Kaye version and the original James Thurber short story.
    In the original short story, Walter is basically a hen pecked husband who escapes into his imaginary world.
    Guess he didn't have a resource like EI.
    John Dunne should count his lucky stars.
    Never seen the movie I just linked the first pic I found,I had read the original though.

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    Quote Originally Posted by SophieX View Post
    Was you once a woman on here?



    Last edited by John Dunne; 28-11-15 at 17:49.

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    Quote Originally Posted by John Dunne View Post
    So I haven't had any in about, pffff - 3 or 4 weeks?
    The sexual frustration is getting to me.

    Oh hell, I bell up an escort and make an arrangement to get my jollies.

    Get to the place; "oh baby, give me five minutes to get ready. I gonna call you back".

    15 minutes later, I'm still stood out in the rain like a nonse.

    "Hell with this" - I go to the gym and pump some iron,



    My body is so pumped up after, I don't wanna waste the opportunity so, I chill for a while, get some dinner, catch a movie, then hit the discotheque.
    I also got this snazzy new haircut from this new spanish barber in town.

    I'm chilling at the bar in my designer shirt and, these chicks are checking me out.

    Next thing this chick starts talking at me.
    Giving me the full eye contact, "Oh hi, how are you??", hand shake, exchange of names and pleasantries.

    Blah blah blah - 20 minutes later, she's eating the face off me on the dance floor.
    20 minutes after that again she's reaching in my pants and whispering in my ear, telling me how horny she is.

    Somewhere in between times, she mentioned she has, like, kids, and became a mother when she was 18 years old.
    She was still young, like, 30, 31 or so.
    So I make a mental note that this is strictly gonna be a one night type of thing, and proceed.

    We get done with the discotheque and hop in a taxi.
    I tell him to make a quick stop by a 24 store to pick up a box or three of condoms.

    Back to my place.
    Trying to get her up to bed but, she insists on boring the ear off me for another hour or so.
    Eventually I'm so tired I tell her I'm going to bed regardless.

    In the sack and, this chick likes it rough.
    I'm thinking I might cause a stress fracture to her pelvic bone but, she just moaned louder.

    Next thing, I find myself fucking her without a dome.

    I tell her, "listen baby. I'm not gonna continue without a rubber".

    I'm doing her from the spoon position so, she leans her head back and tells me, "go fuck yourself, pal".

    Whatever. I whip out, thrown on a condom, and continue to plow.
    She's moaning and wreathing, face all flushed red and then, "Bam".

    And that's it folks.

    Lights go out, wake up the next morning.
    Catch the UFC prelims, order the gal a taxi and now here I am, trying to recover from sleep loss - I never sleep a wink unless by myself.


    What's the point of this story?

    I guess I just wanted ya'll to know I had a colorful day yesterday - haha.
    What's the point of this story?...... spam?

    Always a slight anti-escort theme.

    Note to proofreader:Line 6,nonse is a nonsense, try nonce.

    Plough is preferred to" plow"in European English.

    Who uses the word "discotheque", these days?
    Last edited by Floki; 29-11-15 at 10:44.
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    Quote Originally Posted by SophieX View Post
    Was you once a woman on here?



    Are you saying women and John Dunne talk more than men or summat?
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    Quote Originally Posted by alcatel View Post
    Are you saying women and John Dunne talk more than men or summat?
    I am still im awe of John,a 'chick' reached in to his pants to whisper in his ear,That dude has skills!

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