Whisper. Dont invite yer mates.
Friday. Lingering outside of the Women’s Institute.
Suitably attired.

Job done. Supper Served.

Whisper. Dont invite yer mates.
Friday. Lingering outside of the Women’s Institute.
Suitably attired.

Job done. Supper Served.

No rules when you are out in the open, OGF. ![]()
Otherwise, no rules at all. ![]()
Are those the rules? ![]()
A climax is a climax where ever (or whoever) it comes from…
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But as rare as hens teeth these days…
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I find that sad …
Then flirting is good if it bolsters your ego and gives you a lift … ![]()
Thanks Morty, get yer coat…You’ve pulled…
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Blimey, ego is still live and kicking ![]()
You not heard of pulled pork, spitty?