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Originally posted by EvanB
reply to post by blupblup
50 shades of Birmingham...
Cumming up....
Originally posted by blupblup
Originally posted by EvanB
reply to post by blupblup
50 shades of Birmingham...
Cumming up....
My loins are all a quiver!!
Originally posted by Alena Michelle
reply to post by EvanB
OMG...that was tooo funny! Is this a trend going around? My friend in S.A. wrote "Fifty Shades of Danville: A True South African Love Story."
Originally posted by EvanB
My girlfriend has read all the books, and Im sooo glad she did
Costing me a fortune at Anne Summers though... But money well spent..
Still working through the other books scenarios with gusto.. Just putting an extension on my house for my own red room of pain, after all every house needs one now and it will give me somewhere to put this big cross..
Im still working on 50 shades of Brum.. Just thinking of a name for the male character.. Im thinking Kevin or Dave..
Originally posted by Suspiria
Originally posted by EvanB
My girlfriend has read all the books, and Im sooo glad she did
Costing me a fortune at Anne Summers though... But money well spent..
Still working through the other books scenarios with gusto.. Just putting an extension on my house for my own red room of pain, after all every house needs one now and it will give me somewhere to put this big cross..
Im still working on 50 shades of Brum.. Just thinking of a name for the male character.. Im thinking Kevin or Dave..
Every home should have a St Andrews cross.
I never go to Anne Summers, the stuff doesn't last. I'm more of a B&Q /Pets at home consumer.
Those cheap bug zapping fly swatters are hours of fun.
Originally posted by EvanB
50 Shades of Brum..
"Friday afternoon and the weekend has started, Ahm In such a gud moowed, on me way hum from the Social with a Crisis Loan, so It looks like a lemon sesh tonight. I see a lad In the Bus Station, shaved head and off white Adidas trackies tucked Into Donnaaay socks, the look polished off with scuffed brown Rockport boots and a Henleys T-Shirt. As arh got closer the Lynx effect took over, arh could not resist the scent of Drum Tobacco and ow Day Old Spice. He looked at me and I got a bit flustered loik. I girlishly rolled back my Juicy Coture hoody sleeves to reveal me very feminine full sleeve tattoo. The bus arrives as he walks towards me, In his hand he had a brand new Blackberry.. Bloody ell he must be loaded!. "Alroight love" he says In a boyish way, I feel my face go warm, I turn slightly crimson but I plucked up the courage and opened me mouth, the words that followed shocked even meself. "Bus Station toilets?" I couldn't believe what I said, he looked me up and down as I kicked the floor In me clapped out Ugg boots and bit me bottom lip. He said "Dow yo bite ya bottom lip, I wanna do that" Five minutes had passed and to me shock here we are.. It was so rowmantic...the flashing fluorescent tubes on the ceiling, piss soaked floor and the stentch to match. We walk Into a cubicle and he drops his kecks, the sight was to die for, I Ignored the smell and latched on to It like a babee on a nipple. He was so gentle he only made me gag twice. I gasp for air wiping the spit from me face smudging my fake tan. He pulls my leggings down and gently bends me over the toilet, the seats missing but I didn't care, he took me then over the bog. After at least forty seconds I hear him groan as he shoots his muck In me. Thank blodday nora I am on the pill I thought. He quickly pulls up his trahsers saying his bus Is due and as I spark up a Lambert & Butler I feel so aloiyve.....edit on 26-7-2012 by EvanB because: (no reason given)