QueenZone discussion #551084

JohnMercury wrote: No, sorry, not you Janet, i'm flattered, buti was proposing to CLTCM. Your second on my list though :-)

Janet wrote: I wasn't talking to you, I was saying "Yes I am in love at the moment" with my husband of 20 years. ;-)

JohnMercury wrote: Why would i lie about my girlfriends name??

Flashman wrote: I'm always rattling something. I'm a bugger for it, and there's rarely less than a couple on the go at the same time. Variety is the spice of life, they reckon - and I think they've got it spot on. There's 3 billion women out there - that's a lot of unchartered territory. While I don't expect to explore 'em all, I intend to give it a bloody good go. The latest of a long, long line of lucky ladies to sample the Flashman Vintage is a young mare with the hellish moniker of Tanya. If her last name was Hide, it'd at least be apt; as she likes a bit of rough and tumble, not that I'm a novice of the art. She's as simple as slip-on shoes, an absolute clot - but with poonts like hers, she has her plus points. Besides, having previously studied the form with both her mother and older sister, it seemed rude not to complete the full set when the chance presented itself. I've known her since she was no more than six or seven, back when I was tupping her mother every other weekend when her husband was working away. (At least, that's what he told her. I know for a fact the old coot was rogering some Scottish bint senseless at his country cottage. Whispers carry on the wind a little louder when you put it about as much as I do). She's had a crush on me all through her teenage years, and I've always been on hand to offer advice or a friendly wink in a jovial favourite uncle type of way - biding my time until she ripens. Well, she's a big girl now and I could hold it in no longer - and got her royally sloshed on her 18th birthday, before giving her the Flashman Lift into the rear garden and rogering her senseless amongst the tulips. Having been through half her family, I can attain that she's undoubtedly the mount of the three - her moans and wails informed the entire village that randy ol' Flash was back in the saddle, coasting down the final furlong and onto the Winner's Enclosure, a sure fire bet for Champion Jockey again this year. Y'know, just thinking about her gives me strange pangs in the stomach - most unsettling. Could she truly be 'the one'? Don't bet on it, dear Reader. I ain't fully recovered from a recent bout of jelly belly - it's most likely just wind. Are you in love at the moment?

geeksandgeeks wrote: Yep. And for the record - I scanned down the list of names who have posted in this topic and nearly burst into tears. Oh, it's wonderful to see some of you again...

EvilTwin wrote:

:) yes, I'm human. But I have learned a few things in my 15 short years. Boys lie! They don't smell very well most of the time. They are totally immature. They're mean! They don't have a clue about girls. How they make it past 19 is beyond me. I once heard this thing about men that went something like...men are like parking spaces. the good ones are all taken and the rest are handicapped. that about sums it up.

You don't have a clue.

EvilTwin wrote: Pittewweeee! (that's me spitting) You all DISGUST me with your talk of LOVE! Love is for old people and people in jail! Freedom! Freedom! I say. :P

<font color=#FF399> Linda Of The Valley wrote: All Men Are Bastards All Women Are Bitches that about sums it up