Hmmm.. the weirdest place? I guess that was in an hospital. I visited my bf there, he was recovering from a hand-injury but felt all good otherwise. He was horny as hell and we started making out. In the room was a tiny stall that held a toilet and a sink, it was only shielded away from curious looks by a door that started a foot above ground and ended in shoulder height. We did it standing up and you could see our feet and our heads. All the time I was afraid someone would come in and see us or the guy in the other bed would complain about the noise. It was pretty short and rough but hot as hell.
Dance naked in the moonlight? That sounds like a thing I should have done but no, I haven't (yet). I was naked outside on a real big balcony in the morning hours just when the sun broke through the sky because it had snowed the first time that year and my friend and I dared each other to go out and make snow-angels. I tell you - snow on naked, warm-just-out-of-bed-skin feels damn cold but it's surprisingly exciting and refreshing. It's a great high. I'd do it again anytime and recommend it to everyone.
Well, there was a time when I was part of a group of people that others categorized as "druff" which means so much as "to be on something" in German. We were just some weird people having fun without thinking about what others thought about us. We drank a lot but weren't into drugs at all, still most of the time we acted as if we were on speed or whatever. I was the only girl in that group and somehow the reference to the smurfs was made, in German "Schlümpfe" and the girl's called "Schlumpfine" and so we got to the Druffies and Druffine.
Aaahh memories... I love to think back to that time. It's a pity, the different work places and stuff split the group apart and now we barely see each other. But that's most regrettable about the past, isn't it, that you can't bring it back. It's never gonna be the same as it was before. *sighs*
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I visited my bf there, he was recovering from a hand-injury but felt all good otherwise. He was horny as hell and we started making out. In the room was a tiny stall that held a toilet and a sink, it was only shielded away from curious looks by a door that started a foot above ground and ended in shoulder height. We did it standing up and you could see our feet and our heads. All the time I was afraid someone would come in and see us or the guy in the other bed would complain about the noise. It was pretty short and rough but hot as hell.
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Well, there was a time when I was part of a group of people that others categorized as "druff" which means so much as "to be on something" in German. We were just some weird people having fun without thinking about what others thought about us. We drank a lot but weren't into drugs at all, still most of the time we acted as if we were on speed or whatever. I was the only girl in that group and somehow the reference to the smurfs was made, in German "Schlümpfe" and the girl's called "Schlumpfine" and so we got to the Druffies and Druffine.
Aaahh memories... I love to think back to that time. It's a pity, the different work places and stuff split the group apart and now we barely see each other. But that's most regrettable about the past, isn't it, that you can't bring it back. It's never gonna be the same as it was before. *sighs*