| Report for the mysterious watters | |
|---|---|
| Approved stories | 3 |
| Rejected stories (hidden) | 7 |
| Deleted stories (hidden) | 1 |
| Summary | Could Try Harder |
When we were 14, and after much pleading, me and a friend managed to persuade a naive Tamara to show us her left breast on the way home. As it was my first glipmse of live female flesh my groin responded as only it knew how. By lunchtime the next day my public erection had made it round the school, although the tit flashing element had been conveniently left out of the story.
Even in my final year, it wasn't unusual for a 12 year old girl to run away from me in the corridor screaming 'run, it's the sex addict!!'.
Even in my final year, it wasn't unusual for a 12 year old girl to run away from me in the corridor screaming 'run, it's the sex addict!!'.
Supply teacher filling in for a history class picks on Leroy, the only black pupil in the room and asks "why was Winston Churchill famous?"
I can imagine she was expecting a response along the lines of "Prime Minister during WW2", but Leroy's actual response "he was the only white guy ever to be called Winston" left her genuinely impressed.
I can imagine she was expecting a response along the lines of "Prime Minister during WW2", but Leroy's actual response "he was the only white guy ever to be called Winston" left her genuinely impressed.
Back in our first year of school, we formed a football team and challenged anyone who thought they were hard enough to come and have a go.
We were from Bulwell, in Nottingham, so we devised a catchy and tough name for ourselves; the Bulwell Bandits.
No one took up the challenge, and the Bulwell Bandits never played a game. Probably for the best.
We were from Bulwell, in Nottingham, so we devised a catchy and tough name for ourselves; the Bulwell Bandits.
No one took up the challenge, and the Bulwell Bandits never played a game. Probably for the best.