So it happened...

[blue rebel]

Plucked up the courage to travel up to cork, picked a fine lady, called her, arranged the meet.
While waiting around, decided to get abrakebabra (not my finest idea, I know), ate my kebab, walking towards my appointment, smile on my face, got in the door, offered a shower. I availed. While quickly showering with the biggest hard on of my life, it hit me. Whether it was the apache pizza from the previous night or the quickly downed kebab from 20 minutes ago, I had the shits. My 30 minute appointment was spent on her toilet.
€80 well spent. Atleast it wasn't my toilet that I stank out.

No rimming so I guess.

[SteveB]

Thanks for sharing this.
But, perhaps, we really didn't need to know?

[Andyamcc]

Thanks for sharing this.
But, perhaps, we really didn't need to know?

I sunno. It made my day