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Ralph Snart
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Porno? At a drive-in? How wonderfully decadent.[/Hedonism Bot]
We had to sneak through the woods to the back of the drive-in theater parking lot at 16... and most of the films were lame soft-core. Before 16 we were scrounging for bits of "lad mags" that the older kids would stash.
It was insane the amount of effort that kids would go to to score some sweet-meat mags back in the 70's (when I was in high school). Instead of baseball cards, some of us more perverted guys would meet up at an undisclosed location and swap out the mags on a monthly basis. Except the high-and-mighty guy who proclaimed that he was dating/fucking the prettiest girl in school. She was pretty, but as fickled as they came. Their relationship lasted almost two months before she scored the BBD (Bigger, Better Deal). Since he had been so fucking obnoxious about his "relationship", he was kicked out of the pornomag swapmeets. Then I had a friend who mentored me on the wrestling team graduate and he got a job at a convience store. Back then, they sold porno mags in the open, right next to the Readers Digest and other mainstream mags (believe me, it was a different time). I had a job, I had money, so I personally increased the porno stash tremendously. He would sell me whatever I wanted, just as long as there were no other customers in the store to report that he was selling hard-core porno to a pimply-faced 16 year old. Even when I had a girlfriend, I bought porno mags. The raunchier, the better. Truth be told, I did buy Playboy for the articles (Stan Lee, William Shatner, Jimmy Carter [yes, the 39th POTUS did an interview for Playboy]). When I was 20, I met up with an 18 year old girl who found my porno statsh while snooping around my apartment. Expecting our relationship to be over, she just shook her head and muttered "Lame". The next time I saw her, she bought over about a dozen hard-core bondage mags with the pages dog-eared to the things she wanted to experience herself. I was more than happy to attempt to meet her expectations. That woman ended up becoming my first wife. We couldn't imagine a gadget not much bigger than a deck of cards that you could use to call anyone in the world or watch seksy movies on. Huzzah for technology! Honest to God, I was having my Challeger at the Auto Service Department last week and was sitting in the waiting room. A guy sitting two seats away had an iPhone (Or maybe a small movie player) with the earbuds in his ears. I caught a glimpse of what he was watching - a hardcore porn flick. Even I wouldn't do anything like that.
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meisterPOOP
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OooooH...
And...
The RePossessions...
(Bender) It's gonna be fun on the bunch.
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DannyJC13
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(Bender) It's gonna be fun on the bunch.
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Ralph Snart
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iPod- instant Porn on demand. It's a different world, these days. Ralph? She was into that? Very much so. She found "vanilla sex" boring. There has to be a high degree of trust between partners to engage in such "deviant" activities. I was the first and only person she ever trusted with her "desires".
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Ralph Snart
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« Reply #294 on: 10-07-2011 22:50 »
« Last Edit on: 10-07-2011 23:24 »
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Lisa was perhaps the most "different" type of woman I've ever had in a relationship. She was smart, funny, didn't have an enemy in the world, yet she was rather distrustful of most people. Her mother died when she was young and her father sexually abused her from puberty until she moved away from him and moved in with me. She hated him so much she refused to attend his funeral.
She was very talented, she picked up one of my guitars when we were dating, she took a few lessons and from then on she could play some of the hardest songs around.
She always dressed well, telling me that she wanted every guy walking by us to think that I was the luckiest guy in the world to have a classy chick like her.
She demanded attention. In some ways she was high maintenance, but she was never bitchy about things. I just learned over time the important things to her and tried to give her what she wanted. She was never much into material things except her clothing. It didn't have to be name brand or expensive, but it had to be of decent quality.
When she bought me the bondage mags, we set up the "safeword" and all the safety things. The final thing she told me was, "Now that we're a couple, you will treat me like a lady in public and like a whore in the bedroom." It was not a request, it was a demand.
Sometimes we'd be at a restaraunt and she would randomly point out a couple and ask me if I thought they were into kinky sex. Personally, I never did think such things about other couples, but she would say stuff like, "He's a submissive guy, he lets her take over," or "I bet they're into really kinky shit*" or "That guy gives me the shivers - I bet he's a goddamned child molester".
Lisa loved sex and she loved to experiment - that was something that she wasn't bashful or ashamed about. I'm just glad that we met and I never had to play mind games with her, unlike most of the other women I've dated.
*really kinky shit was stuff that even we weren't into attempting, like electroplay, enemas, breath play, "rough sex" (like actual beatings during sex - some people do it) and other disgusting things like beastiality. She also considered "group sex" as "distasteful".
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Ralph Snart
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She had a cerebral aneurysm that ruptured and killed her on Sunday, Sept 23, 1985.
Her ashes are stored in one of my gun safes.
And yes, I miss her every day.
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DannyJC13
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« Reply #298 on: 10-08-2011 00:16 »
« Last Edit on: 10-08-2011 00:17 »
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Oh Jesus, sorry Ralph. You have a gun safe? So American. Also, Sunday, Sept 23, 1985.
it was a Monday.
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Frisco17
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Very impressive. Especially the hair.
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Ralph Snart
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There's something not quite right with it Freako...
Yes! I know what it is: She's wearing clothes.
Not your style at all!
(Actually, it's really good. Randi should print the finished version and tell people she paid big bucks to have a personal portrait made.)
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Tachyon
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I think it's a very nice drawing, but why is your heart bleeding green?
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Tachyon
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Zoidberg.
He should be fine with his remaining two? Three? hearts. seriously, it's a very nice drawing.
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DannyJC13
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He should be fine with his remaining two? Three? hearts. seriously, it's a very nice drawing.
It's from Bender's Game... When they think he's the Tunneling Horror....?
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