I heard the post guy's little motorcycle pull up at our letterbox. Ah mail. I went out to the mailbox and amongst the usual crappy flyers and pamphlets was a brown package bag.The bag was addressed to me on a typed sticker, no return address. I took it in...
I was walking around the house in just my robe and red speedo briefs. I was eating a Magnum ice cream, enjoying my day off. That's when shit got hectic. There was rap on the door. "Ah fuck it, for real? Yeah, yeah, hang on - Jesus." Bang bang, the door we...
I won't bore you with excuses like, I was drunk, I got talked into it or I was blindfolded. I wanted to suck this guys dick. I was sitting on the toilet in his hotel room, with only a pair of white man panties on. He stood in front me naked and very arous...
"Right, I told you I'd teach you a lesson if you fooled around on me," Donna said. Michael woke up naked, tied to a square table covered in a black leather, tailored and padded top. "Get on all fours Michael… NOW." Donna cracked a whip. Michael looked up...
So anyway, I'd split from my Rugby mates to go look for something a bit more off the beaten track, entertainment wise. I somehow stumbled across what I assumed to be a boutique nightclub. The façade of the building, an old turn of the last century "terrac...
