Finished the thread finally and wow, has it been an education for a guy!
So then, titties is a big no-no? Surely it sounds sexier than boobs (which sounds very functional)? What should we call them?
Same with panties. Sounds so much sexier than knickers. Again, what is the preference? Please don’t say pants or briefs.
Getting back to “ick”. I once had a pleasant couple ofdates with an Eastern European lady. We first met for a drink and the evening went well. She invited me out for a second date at the Savoy, her treat, full penguin suit etc. This was slightly ick for me as I didnt like dressing up in the full DJ at work functions, let alone for pleasure. I’d also rather have a relaxing date somewhere less posh as we were still getting to know each other. Still, she worked in the City, could clearly afford it, so why look a gift horse in the mouth.
We had a lovely evening (if somewhat marred for me by the presence on the next table of Tory Minister Leon Britton and his party). I drove her home and she invited me in for nightcap.
As they say, one thing led to another and the evening took a passionate twist. All was going well until the ick thing happened. As the proceedings were building to a climax she started pulling these strange, contorted, ugly facial expressions. It was as if she was in great pain and being tortured or possessed by a devil. I shut my eyes but it was too late. Once seen, never unseen. It was a great shame as we really did seem to be getting on well, but the thought of that frightening sex face being pulled every time we shagged was enough to cool my ardour.
I didn’t have the guts to tell her that the face she pulls when she comes puts me off sex, so let her down gently by saying we lived too far apart.
make me cringe so hard.
) his constant bragging about money and the fact he called his family dog “our baby” just to name a few. Just to add we were “officially” together not even a month at this point!
