Kirstie
Über Member
Lisa21 said:I think we both went out with him
That sounds identical to a t**t i wasted 14 years of my life on until I plucked up the courage to get the hell out of there.
14 years
Poor you
What was the moment that you knew you were in a duff relationship...?
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14 years
Poor you
Lisa21
Mooching.............
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Stupid me more like
Best thing I ever did tho
Best thing I ever did tho
Kirstie
Über Member
Lisa21 said:Best thing I ever did tho
Yeah and some!!
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- the post-brexit wasteland
when going for a kick-about with my mates was seen as preferable to spending any time with her. she was just a bit too roman catholic for me and, while i could handle no sex for a while, it came to a point where it was the elephant in the room and we just didn't have enough else to keep us together.
in fairness to her, i think she'd had enough by then too. it was at uni so we still saw each other socially…
in fairness to her, i think she'd had enough by then too. it was at uni so we still saw each other socially…
Mine was a girl i went out with for 3 years. Everything was fine in my eyes. She was a 5 years older than me, was a good laugh, smart, interesting, dressed well, really really nice looking and the best legs ever!!
However I always had this nagging doubt about something I could never put my finger on. She was VERY horny and would "do it" anywhere and anytime. And I mean anywhere. She used to meet me at the airport if I had been away with just a coat on and sussies and all that kind of thing. We'd do it in the carpark the minute we got back to the car, at a concert, in a pub, in a public park, she even tried to get me to do it in the changing room of a shop but i said no as it was too warm
. We even done it in my Mum and Dads bathroom once at a party with my relatives all hanging about outside the door to the bathroom. I just thought she was a bit frisky as I was still young at the time, but I was actually getting a bit sick of it.
She also said she was on the pill but I never seen her ever take it. I know it's not a public display "RIGHT, I'M TAKING MY PILL NOW" but still I thought i would have noticed it lying about etc.
Anyway, turns out she had really bad endometriosis and was told she might never get pregnant and as she wanted a baby so bad she was trying to have sex as often as possible in the hope she might without telling me. Her public frisky times were I realised after, her fertile time of the month. She also was never on the pill and the straw that broke the camels back was when I found out by accident she had a secret bank account that her and her MOTHER called their IVF fund!!!!!!!! I found out about this one night by accident and it was See you later from Greedo when I heard that.
It worked out she fancied me, fell in love but primarily thought me good stock to have a baby with as we kind of knew each other before we got together.
I walked out, we sold the house, had 5 months of real fun being single and then met Mrs Greedo. All good in the end.
However I always had this nagging doubt about something I could never put my finger on. She was VERY horny and would "do it" anywhere and anytime. And I mean anywhere. She used to meet me at the airport if I had been away with just a coat on and sussies and all that kind of thing. We'd do it in the carpark the minute we got back to the car, at a concert, in a pub, in a public park, she even tried to get me to do it in the changing room of a shop but i said no as it was too warm
. We even done it in my Mum and Dads bathroom once at a party with my relatives all hanging about outside the door to the bathroom. I just thought she was a bit frisky as I was still young at the time, but I was actually getting a bit sick of it.She also said she was on the pill but I never seen her ever take it. I know it's not a public display "RIGHT, I'M TAKING MY PILL NOW" but still I thought i would have noticed it lying about etc.
Anyway, turns out she had really bad endometriosis and was told she might never get pregnant and as she wanted a baby so bad she was trying to have sex as often as possible in the hope she might without telling me. Her public frisky times were I realised after, her fertile time of the month. She also was never on the pill and the straw that broke the camels back was when I found out by accident she had a secret bank account that her and her MOTHER called their IVF fund!!!!!!!! I found out about this one night by accident and it was See you later from Greedo when I heard that.
It worked out she fancied me, fell in love but primarily thought me good stock to have a baby with as we kind of knew each other before we got together.
I walked out, we sold the house, had 5 months of real fun being single and then met Mrs Greedo. All good in the end.
A combination of finding out how well he disguised his alcoholism, his debt and when I realised how controlling and possessive he was. I didn't notice that he was gradually alienating me from my friends and family. I ended up moving house, changing jobs and changing my car just to be on the safe side. I saw him once about 6 years later in the garage by where I now live. I had a mini panic, but he didn't see me.
Rhythm Thief
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xpc316e said:
+1. Including the bridge supports bit. Made my working day in the truck very difficult to get through.
Fnaar
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- Thumberland
When I was younger and even more stupid than I am now, I was absolutely head-over-heels-ly totally over-the-top-ly besotted with this particular woman... we knew each other from primary school days (she joined the school in our final year) and got together as a couple while doing A-levels (we both worked weekends as hospital cleaners, and met each other again there). We went off to separate Universities, but I left after a month (
chose the wrong course, basically ), got a job back home, and then went to uni again, same one as her. We lived together, but didn't tell our parents we were doing so (I think they sussed it, but nobody said anything).
She was from what you might call a 'problem' family (brother in trouble with police, Dad with alcohol issues (so did my parents, but that's another story), mum disabled etc blah blah blah) and my family never really took to her... but she was my be-all and end-all for a couple of years. While living together, she got kicked out of uni for failing pretty much everything, and became a bit jealous of me toddling off to lectures.
We started to row a lot, and I knew it was over when I spent a weekend at home sampling mum's cooking and watching rugby on the telly, and basically feeling pampered again... I went back, we had another row, and I told her it was over... she readily agreed, and she moved out within a week
We still saw each other a lot (she stayed in same town and took up nursing) and often ended up having a drink together, but were happy to leave it as just friends... funnily enough, we're back in touch through the interweb, etc, and it's nice to know she's doing OK (though she has had a tough time, divorced, 2 autistic kids etc etc)
chose the wrong course, basically ), got a job back home, and then went to uni again, same one as her. We lived together, but didn't tell our parents we were doing so (I think they sussed it, but nobody said anything). She was from what you might call a 'problem' family (brother in trouble with police, Dad with alcohol issues (so did my parents, but that's another story), mum disabled etc blah blah blah) and my family never really took to her... but she was my be-all and end-all for a couple of years. While living together, she got kicked out of uni for failing pretty much everything, and became a bit jealous of me toddling off to lectures.
We started to row a lot, and I knew it was over when I spent a weekend at home sampling mum's cooking and watching rugby on the telly, and basically feeling pampered again... I went back, we had another row, and I told her it was over... she readily agreed, and she moved out within a week
We still saw each other a lot (she stayed in same town and took up nursing) and often ended up having a drink together, but were happy to leave it as just friends... funnily enough, we're back in touch through the interweb, etc, and it's nice to know she's doing OK (though she has had a tough time, divorced, 2 autistic kids etc etc)
Globalti
Legendary Member
Jesus, some people get rotten lives don't they!
I think my most sudden realisation was the moment I was, er, enjoying some intimacy with a young woman doctor and at her crucial moment she called out the name of her previous boyfriend. She tried to cover it up but it was too late, my knob turned into something resembling the gardener's worst enemy and I was off the next morning before she was even properly awake. The previous BF was in the Army and had I wondered why she kept asking me to get my hair cut short.
I think my most sudden realisation was the moment I was, er, enjoying some intimacy with a young woman doctor and at her crucial moment she called out the name of her previous boyfriend. She tried to cover it up but it was too late, my knob turned into something resembling the gardener's worst enemy and I was off the next morning before she was even properly awake. The previous BF was in the Army and had I wondered why she kept asking me to get my hair cut short.
Stig-OT-Dump
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I started going out with a nanny but knew it was not going to last when she started pointing out tractors and fire engines to me when we were out and about. If I had wanted to be treated like a toddler, I'd have stuck with my old job.
At least 3 girlfriends decided I was duff after weekend dates often consisted of them sitting on the beach / in a cold car while I went surfing. Apparently when they travelled more an hour or more to see me, it was to actually spend time with me. The fact that the first decent swell for days had turned up was meant to be immaterial (one of them disliked seawater running out of my nose when I kissed her, too).
At least 3 girlfriends decided I was duff after weekend dates often consisted of them sitting on the beach / in a cold car while I went surfing. Apparently when they travelled more an hour or more to see me, it was to actually spend time with me. The fact that the first decent swell for days had turned up was meant to be immaterial (one of them disliked seawater running out of my nose when I kissed her, too).
WeeE
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It can all crystallise in a pronoun.
One guy, when I was in my twenties, the moment I realised he definitely wasn't for me: - seeing me struggle to lift a huge bag of mostly his dirty clothes to take them down six flights of stairs to the basement washing-machine, he said in a kind, soft, gentlemanly tone, "Would you like me to help you down with your laundry?"
One guy, when I was in my twenties, the moment I realised he definitely wasn't for me: - seeing me struggle to lift a huge bag of mostly his dirty clothes to take them down six flights of stairs to the basement washing-machine, he said in a kind, soft, gentlemanly tone, "Would you like me to help you down with your laundry?"
Fnaar
Smutmaster General
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WeeE said:
Possessive adjective
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