Zaza, now I know how Pauline Hanson feels when she says, 'Please explain'. I'm as lost with your post as you probably are with the Pauline Hanson name.

Thad, that woman with the bite folllowed by the 'euphemistic' act sounds dangerous to me. Seriously. Be warned.

Oh ,Ping I am sorry to cause you that much of a confusion! but ;It's Bedlam after all!

I will ask one of my schizoid personalities, to come up with a rational respond for the explanation you had asked for!

My wound will get better, I hope..... well, it still bloody hurts, hydrogen peroxide is a great cleaner but it stings like hel_l.

And now it gets really silly.

I went to sleep about an hour ago only to be awoken by my mobile some thirty minutes later.

There is now going to be way too much info even for bedlam, but sod it..... I've even spent the last ten minutes trying to think of some rhyming slang or euphemism for blow job to no avail.

I opened the door, she ripped off my shorts and gave me the best euphemism I have ever had, she then lit two cigarettes, stuck one in my mouth, walked out holding the other, got on her motorcy and said "I love you Colin" when she rode away.

I'm a very confused boy.

(I was a little concerned about letting her teeth come iinto contact with certain parts of my anatomy, but I got lost in the moment )

As long as certain parts of your anatomy didn't get lost...

Those parts of my anatomy were clenched up so tight, you could have struck a match on them.

Blimey....I don't know whether to be horrified at the idea of her chompers being near your dangly bits or pleased for you for getting a booty call

Do you feel used?

I think the gents will answer this question differently than the ladies!

This gent may answer not the way you think.

Yes I do feel used.

I feel like I am being kept in a box to be taken out and played with when she feels like it....... the problem is, she is only 20 years old and probably the sexiest woman I have ever met, and she knows it. When she isn't here, like now, my logical side kicks in and I try to think of ways to tell her that we need to cool it down a little or possibly even stop ...... but then she will show up and just say 'hello darling' and .... blam .... instant erection, and we are back to square one.

Blimey....I don't know whether to be horrified at the idea of her chompers being near your dangly bits or pleased for you for getting a booty call

Do you feel used?

I think the gents will answer this question differently than the ladies! :jerk:

This gent may answer not the way you think.

Yes I do feel used.

I feel like I am being kept in a box to be taken out and played with when she feels like it....... the problem is, she is only 20 years old and probably the sexiest woman I have ever met, and she knows it. When she isn't here, like now, my logical side kicks in and I try to think of ways to tell her that we need to cool it down a little or possibly even stop ...... but then she will show up and just say 'hello darling' and .... blam .... instant erection, and we are back to square one.

Thaddy; You are hijacking my self-cautiousness thread !

but, I will drag you back to the topic; does she has any bad odor ? bad mouth? fungus of any kind?

Thaddy I've always heard that the sex with the utter crazies is the best. But then, of course, that wears off after a few years and you are just left with a crazy

SBk I think, has summed it up perfectly. Beware.

Wow too much info to digest in one sitting

Wow too much info to digest in one sitting

No, it's all smelling problems, nothing related to food digestion ,I haven't tell him about my eating disorder yet.

Thaddy I've always heard that the sex with the utter crazies is the best. But then, of course, that wears off after a few years and you are just left with a crazy

Yes, this I know....... I also know that she is not a long term prospect, and she knows it too.

Thaddy; You are hijacking my self-cautiousness thread !

but, I will drag you back to the topic; does she has any bad odor ? bad mouth? fungus of any kind?

No, but she does squeeze the toothpaste tube in the middle, I find that very irritating.

And sorry for the hi-jack, I do have something to say on the issue at hand, but I need a shower first.

My wound will get better, I hope..... well, it still bloody hurts, hydrogen peroxide is a great cleaner but it stings like hel_l.

And now it gets really silly.

I went to sleep about an hour ago only to be awoken by my mobile some thirty minutes later.

There is now going to be way too much info even for bedlam, but sod it..... I've even spent the last ten minutes trying to think of some rhyming slang or euphemism for blow job to no avail.

I opened the door, she ripped off my shorts and gave me the best euphemism I have ever had, she then lit two cigarettes, stuck one in my mouth, walked out holding the other, got on her motorcy and said "I love you Colin" when she rode away.

I'm a very confused boy.

(I was a little concerned about letting her teeth come iinto contact with certain parts of my anatomy, but I got lost in the moment )

First of all, to Zaza, I'm afraid I don't really have much valuable insight to add I'm afraidm so I'll let others do that.

To The Thad:

You deserve a thread of your own for this.

In fact, you may even be eligible for a whole forum of your own. Check with two mods and call me in the morning.

BEDLAM LIVES AGAIN!!!!!

Just make sure that your scissors and sharp knives are locked away while you're sleeping, Thad - and sleep on your stomach, just to be sure!

My wound will get better, I hope..... well, it still bloody hurts, hydrogen peroxide is a great cleaner but it stings like hel_l.

And now it gets really silly.

I went to sleep about an hour ago only to be awoken by my mobile some thirty minutes later.

There is now going to be way too much info even for bedlam, but sod it..... I've even spent the last ten minutes trying to think of some rhyming slang or euphemism for blow job to no avail.

I opened the door, she ripped off my shorts and gave me the best euphemism I have ever had, she then lit two cigarettes, stuck one in my mouth, walked out holding the other, got on her motorcy and said "I love you Colin" when she rode away.

I'm a very confused boy.

(I was a little concerned about letting her teeth come iinto contact with certain parts of my anatomy, but I got lost in the moment )

First of all, to Zaza, I'm afraid I don't really have much valuable insight to add I'm afraidm so I'll let others do that.

To The Thad:

You deserve a thread of your own for this.

In fact, you may even be eligible for a whole forum of your own. Check with two mods and call me in the morning.

BEDLAM LIVES AGAIN!!!!!

Shouldn't that be........

BEDLAM RIDES AGAIN

Just make sure that your scissors and sharp knives are locked away while you're sleeping, Thad - and sleep on your stomach, just to be sure!

Don't worry mate..... the vampire is history.

And sorry for the hi-jack, I do have something to say on the issue at hand, but I need a shower first.

Just remembered I didn't contribute anything to the topic subject, I shall rectify that now.

But first...... how can 2 Guests be reading this thread? .... just curious.

Oki, I have always been a 'what you see is what you get' sort of person, I'm quite petite, but I don't have any hang-ups about it. If you like what you see, fine, if you don't, I'm not going to lose any sleep over it.

I am perfectly prepared to answer any questions of a personal nature when asked, and answer honestly, I can't stand liars (I may be living in the wrong country) isn't that one of the main reasons that some relationships fail.

When it comes to volunteering information, there are probably two bits. The first one I have always told any potential target partner, I snore, and I don't just mean snore, I SNORE, one ex girlfriend became an ex purely and simply because she wasn't getting any sleep.

The second has been a little more recent, if you expect a meal ticket, forget it, it ain't happening. Before I moved here I told the current wife that I would set up a business for her, whatever business she thought would work, but once I had done that, she paid her own way. I did what I promised, it worked, and then she lost the plot completely.

And now I am very honest on that subject as I no longer have the resources to do it again.

snoring..heheh..actually i quite like hearing a guy snore. Makes me smile. Mainly because i feel happy they are resting. The sound is kind of comforting, and when its SUPER snoring, it just makes me laugh. The only time snoring used to alarm me is with my ex who had this thing where he would stop breathing sometimes. The snoring was like a rhythm and I would begin to fall asleep to it..but then suddenly would stop..no breathing, nothing. Would worry me.

If snoring ever gets too loud or too annoying, i just roll the snorer onto their side. Most snoring (particularly loud snoring) occurs when lying on the back.

...what was the topic again??

when its SUPER snoring, it just makes me laugh

Cap'n Squeeky.... we were made for each other

Edit// sorry/forgot/ the thread was about full disclosure/ I can also breathe through my ears/ it's a bit of a snoring side effect

Hmmm.... I can see eek hasn't been married to a snorer for 20 years. Let me tell you, after a few years, the super snoring gets tiring as I can't sleep through it.

Funny story, we had a guest come back from partying early am this past Christmas and he fell asleep in the restaurant waiting for the kitchen to open. We came out, there he is snoring away. Not loudly, but still, a snore. My husband looks at me and asks, "do I sound like that when I snore?" and I said, "sometimes, sometimes louder". With a horrified look on his face he said "Maybe I will just go and sleep in the jungle". All these years and he thought I was exaggerating

Well i was with a super snorer for 8 years! Hey, but maybe i just havent experienced how loud it REALLY can get. Maybe my idea of super snoring isnt as bad as it can get! I got used to rolling him onto his side when it got to amplified levels. I think i even did it automatically.

My grandmother was a snorer too, and as she had regular dozes in public places she would rely on me to give her a little shake. At times i wouldnt notice she had fallen asleep until i hear the snores start up. ..Which was quite often during those quiet moments in church where everyone had their heads down in prayer.

It's hereditary, don't you know. I'm told I'm a supersonic snorer. Of course, I don't believe it - I have never, ever heard myself snore.

It has its disadvantages, though. Some women insist on digging you in the ribs, etc, to stop you snoring. Others don't have a problem with it. The rib diggers only get to do it once...

I know I don't snore...........

,,,,,

,,,,

..........I was told I .......SNORT !!!!!!

PMPL

Thaddy I've always heard that the sex with the utter crazies is the best. But then, of course, that wears off after a few years and you are just left with a crazy

lemme tell ye about a seriously disturbed woman that picked me up hitchhiking late one evening on University Ave. in Berkeley about 37 years ago...

Go on, then...

Thaddy I've always heard that the sex with the utter crazies is the best. But then, of course, that wears off after a few years and you are just left with a crazy

lemme tell ye about a seriously disturbed woman that picked me up hitchhiking late one evening on University Ave. in Berkeley about 37 years ago...

Go on, then...

tutsi is chickenshit...it really did happen but talking about this sort of thing will get me banned unless I have the mods approval...

(it was memorable...the lady was also 10 years older than me...)

we rarely moderate bedlam & only tend to do so when someone is getting abusive or breaks the cardinal forum rule regarding HRH & of course personal discretion is one of the keystones to bedlams success, so go right ahead

But remember that personal discretion thing tutsi, some of us like to keep our illusions

yeah...so, I was living in the Mission in SF at the time near 16th and Valencia...round the corner from the Roxie theatre. I had been drinking and so had she and I didn't get a good look at her in the VW she was driving. She sounded a bit nuts but didn't we all in those days. When we pulled up I said come up (I had a sixpack with me that we were drinking as we drove over the Bay Bridge) as i wanted to continue with the mania. I wasn't able to check her out until we got upstairs and she took her coat off to reveal, etc., etc...

we opened a couple of beers as a formality then lunged at each other...it didn't stop until we passed out from exhaustion. In the morning I awoke half hanging off the foot of the bed to find her naked in my rocker staring distractedly out the bay window and smoking a fag. She heard me, put out the smoke and got back into bed...again it was non-stop until hunger took us over...

we walked around the corner to get tortillas and eggs from the palestinian grocer. I happend to have a jar of nopalitos (cactus sprouts) that I added to the eggs that we wolfed down with salsa. she mentioned between mouthfuls that she had just been released from Napa State Hospital and it started me thinkin' 'should I be encouraging this?' No matter, we got at it again when we finished eating...being shackled by testosterone I didn't give a shit.

she left in the late p.m. I called her later but she was back on her medication and told me to <deleted> off.

so, that's it...

lets see you beat it...

Thaddy I've always heard that the sex with the utter crazies is the best. But then, of course, that wears off after a few years and you are just left with a crazy

lemme tell ye about a seriously disturbed woman that picked me up hitchhiking late one evening on University Ave. in Berkeley about 37 years ago...

Go on, then...

tutsi is chickenshit...it really did happen but talking about this sort of thing will get me banned unless I have the mods approval...

(it was memorable...the lady was also 10 years older than me...)

All that lead up...... for......

I remember now that she had the sixpack in the car when she picked me up and had one open. After she agreed to drive me to SF from Berkeley I opened one then we had to scramble about to hide the open cans when we got to the Toll Plaza at the east end of the Bay Bridge...quite comical and I'm sure that the episode started both of us thinking 'hmmm'...

^^^listen, Ms eek...what could be more romantic than driving over the Oakland Bay Bridge at night drinking cans of bud with the prospect of wild sex at the end?

(probably needed to stop an' buy sum chocolates )