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Only time I ever went, I had quite a bizarre experience. Like all you guys, I'd seen the pictures of all the honeys there so I made a special point of searching it out. Sure enough, the place was chocker, while all the neighbouring bars were deserted. One of the girls - fit as a butcher's dog, her picture's on loads of the sites - said hello and I bought her a drink. Ten seconds later another one comes up and asks me to buy her a drink. I said, I've just this second bought one for your friend here. She says OK, seems to think about it for a moment, then starts snogging me ferociously, like the world was going to end. Tongue all the way down my throat, grinding her crotch against mine like fury, putting my hands on her tits. At first it was great, but it just went on and on and to be honest, it started to feel a bit weird. Call me an uptight Englishman, but it just started to feel not right. So I finally extricated myself and said something along the lines of goodness me, is that the time, I really must be going. She said OK, hang on, I'll get my stuff and come with you. I said no, I've got to hook up with my friends. Then she burst into tears. And I don't mean sniff sniff, where's me hanky. This was hysteria -great big sobs, tears all down her face. Blimey.
So I went round to Nicke's bar instead where, obviously, they're all a lot more sensible.
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