by kingprawn on Sat Jan 12, 2008 8:47 am
When I was a young fella back in the day I was a serving member of Her Majestys Finest junior service (RAF) for those not au fet with the term. I was in Lincoln one night and got chatting to this woman who informed me she was a reflexologist. Foot tweaker. Anyway she said that she would be more than willing to give me a bit of a foot manicure if I ever felt the urge. I said yeah, whatever, thought no more of it and carried on getting suitably shite faced with my crew. Staggered back to camp about 2am in the morning, got back to the block and promptly crashed out. Bugger me, about 3am there is a knock on my door, who the f... is that I thought at this f.....ing time and opened the door only to be confronted with said foot massager. Anyway, I let her in and she promptly went to work on me old bunions. Can you feel the stress draining away? she enquired. Yeah but a blow job would relieve a heck of a lot more I retorted. Well, before I could say Jack Robinson she was noshing my old man like a toothless Thai ladyboy. Bobs yer uncle I thought, anyway, after about 5 minutes She says turn over and I'll lick your arsehole...Well, as you can imagine, I'm dumbfounded. I thought I must of misheard that and chose to ignore it. Well bugger me she continued noshing me off and then repeated the request. F......in hell I thought. She's serious. Whats a young fella to do? So I promptly rolled over, put my face in the pillow and this womoan went down on my arsehole like she was snouting for truffles. A most peculiar experience and I still have a little chortle about it to this day. Thank god she didn't clamped her nashers around one of my Farmer Giles otherwise the station would of thought the Russians had arrived. I awoke on the Sunday morning and said shit licker had departed and I had to get up and play football. After the game we were in the pub having a drink and we got talking about women. I recounted the previous nights events to a couple of my team mates and to my surprise the pair of them had been with this woman prior to my good self and she had performed the same act of depravity on the pair of them. How we all chuckled. When we got back to camp later on that day we noticed her car parked on the parade square so we got a big piece of cardboard and wrote I suck shit on it and plaved it underneath her windscreen wipers. She was never seen on camp again. Has anybody got any comments?