I guess people know by now that threesomes are not uncommon in my life; it may also have been noted that occaisionally I bemoan never having had a threesome with two men…two women, several times, on a beach, in a french campsite, in the Bobbin toilets; one woman, one man, often of late, the Bobbin (again), the Dark Place (oh gods that was a night!), my bedroom, FFG’s bedroom, Giggle’s bedroom…etc etc. I have now achieved the two men thing…
It wasn’t quite how I pictured it…but homo-eroticism rules.
One gay man one, formerly to be believed straight man, and me….it was very very arrousing. Men kissing is very very very very mmmmmmmmmmmmm.
I’m the equivalent of a straight man finding lesbians exciting. Oh Gods!
Still, me and my warder do make a very good team…;)
Well, congratulations, I suppose.
I’m trying to work out who the third person could have been…
*blink* Well you’ve got us all guessing… Damnit… I’m intrigued and a little envious. 🙂 Especially if the third guy is who I think it is 😉 Heehee.
I’d like to take this opportunity to say that the third guy was not me! I know that the bloke in Razmataz who believes that me and Mish are shagging like rabbits behind Ell’s back will not believe me, but I thought it prudent to defend my honour anyway, just incase he was a member of luvlymish.com 😛
There’s nothing wrong with finding homoeroticism aesthetically pleasing.
I myself have barely recovered from the moment that James lit my friend Ross’ cigarette (no, that’s not a euphemism), and I found my head cartwheeling away on it’s own for the rest of the evening…
Congrats, Mishtress…
xxx
I’d just like to add at this juncture that it wasn’t me either.
I know, I know, it would have been the fulfilment of one of Mish’s greatest fantasies, but sadly it wasn’t to be.
fulfilment of one of YOUR fantasies anyway…
Jo, you sir are a cad and a bounder for daring to impune my good name.
But… hang on… I haven’t contemplated the idea that it might have been you…
Nah.
But I think I have worked out who it is. No hints to be given online, especially not until I get a reply to the email I just sent to Mish.
(smug)
I know the answer… I know who it is…but I am sworn to secrecy and will die before I reveal Mish’s secret.
I should like to mention, however, that my ethical subroutines tend to buckle if the bribe cheque exceeds five figures.
All of which begs the vital question. We know who it wasn’t.
So who WAS it?
😉
Hmm, will
I reckon I’ve figured it out, but am staying quiet, because if it is who I think it is they probably don’t want it broadcast on the web…
sigh. I knew someone would sink to such playground tactics. I, of course, meant five figures preceeding the decimle point. 😛
Besides. I ain’t tellin’. Mish and [insert name] would never speak to me again.