Is that what they call crack these days?Killed if for me when some stripper in Las Vegas I had fallen in love with told me she was going to buy a washing machine with what I had spent on her.
He probably wanted to take her on his luxury yacht and have his wicked way mate. He's a creepy old ****, looks like a wig on a wrinkled stick nowadays. Saw him on the TV on his yacht with young girls by his side, was almost tantamount to paedophilia.Me and a girlfriend got taken to Stringfellows by a mate on his expense account in the early naughties and Peter Stringfellow himself went over my girlfiend and offered her a spot working at the club if she was interested - which I got a kick out of, if I'm being honest.
You know what's required. Get on with it.Me and a girlfriend got taken to Stringfellows by a mate on his expense account in the early naughties and Peter Stringfellow himself went over my girlfiend and offered her a spot working at the club if she was interested - which I got a kick out of, if I'm being honest.
Surprising how a lot of replies start "I've never......but. Some people seem to think we've just got off the banana boat.
Fucking hell. I've got a lazy lob on reading that.My 21st birthday went to a spearmint rhino. My ex Mrs paid for a lap dance for me (awkward, as I chose the most exotic looking girl in there and the mrs was blonde and blue eyed).
She proceeded with her boogy. Bit meh if I'm honest. What's the point if u can't touch?
Anyway, she got stark bollocking naked, licked her finger, stuck it up her fanny and then jammed her finger in my mouth. Wasn't sure what to make of that..
..never bothered with one since.