Come back to my tent
that worked on that weirdo girl at shambala who stole tom or dafts wellie hahahaha :laugh_at:
she kept touching me around my dick and stuff and when id look at her expecting her to make a move or something she’d just say something really fuckin odd like ‘just rearranging ur trousers for u’ she asked daft if he knew what a womb was. and would then go off on random tangents like this
‘well billy is ok, but he’s always with grace at the shop and im not sure why, i do miss ted though’ and other type bullshit.
i did consider getting some easy sex (quite a few times) but not only was she not very attractive she was a head case…. (ok i did say come out the tent… was gonna get her into my tent and have sex with her but she didnt hear, a few mins be4 we were gonna leave the tent but in a way i was glad she didnt hear me… eerghhh)
