Bill Walker
Well-Known Member
Too much wankingthis reply confuses me.
Too much wankingthis reply confuses me.
i'm going to start with this one...
my mother was well into her vinyl.
the third bedroom was basically a music room full of nothing but a stereo, tons of records, posters on the walls and 2 chairs.
my stepfather worked for british rail in the buffet.
he used to do the piccadilly to euston train,
then the euston up to edinburgh one,
stay overnight in an hotel
and do then the return journey the next day.
trouble was there was a woman who also worked with him on the buffet.
dead pretty and that.
naturally they became very close.
(as an aside, they used to take their own bread and fillings and sell sarnies to passengers for a tidy profit).
anyroad,
eventually they became edinburgh lovers and had a child,
so one day he confessed to my mum that he was leaving.
i'd been told beforehand to go and play out,
but i stayed upstairs and heard them arguing downstairs.
i stuck on the stylistics vol2. to cover it.
i was hungry and thirsty,
i sat on the top step for a couple of minutes and there was no more arguing,
so i ventured down only to find them shagging on the rug in front of the fire, facing away from me.
i went directly into the kitchen and made a cheese sarnie with a glass of milk and returned through the lounge to go back upstairs.
they were still copulating.
when i got back to the music room this was playing.
he left the next day.
are you my long-lost stepfather trying to make up for things?If you don’t mind me asking what age were you ?
Hahahahaha,I‘m not that old ..he deserves a slap for walking out on you and your mum though..are you my long-lost stepfather trying to make up for things?
i'm going to start with this one...
my mother was well into her vinyl.
the third bedroom was basically a music room full of nothing but a stereo, tons of records, posters on the walls and 2 chairs.
my stepfather worked for british rail in the buffet.
he used to do the piccadilly to euston train,
then the euston up to edinburgh one,
stay overnight in an hotel
and do then the return journey the next day.
trouble was there was a woman who also worked with him on the buffet.
dead pretty and that.
naturally they became very close.
(as an aside, they used to take their own bread and fillings and sell sarnies to passengers for a tidy profit).
anyroad,
eventually they became edinburgh lovers and had a child,
so one day he confessed to my mum that he was leaving.
i'd been told beforehand to go and play out,
but i stayed upstairs and heard them arguing downstairs.
i stuck on the stylistics vol2. to cover it.
i was hungry and thirsty,
i sat on the top step for a couple of minutes and there was no more arguing,
so i ventured down only to find them shagging on the rug in front of the fire, facing away from me.
i went directly into the kitchen and made a cheese sarnie with a glass of milk and returned through the lounge to go back upstairs.
they were still copulating.
when i got back to the music room this was playing.
he left the next day.
Barry Gibb always said the idea for singing in falsetto (high pitched style like on Stayin' Alive etc) came to him in a dream, but I think he heard that song by The Stylistics.
He's 58 and yes, I'm stalking him.If you don’t mind me asking what age were you ?
What ! when he sat upstairs playing music while his mum and stepfather argued then started shagging ?He's 58 and yes, I'm stalking him.