In college I had a girlfriend who was a beautiful little idiot. For my birthday she took me and some friends to Las Vegas and we all had hotel rooms and partied.
To my shock, and glee, she acquiesced to intimate pictures.
Her camera. Dirty pictures; of her posing for me naked and giving me head. Just your average twenty-something year old kids playfully in love.
Well.., along with some other rolls, she absentmindedly gave them all to her mother to develop.
Not cool.
I also had another girlfriend later on and for some reason we were skinny dipping up in Malibu at like 6am in October, and it was really cold, and when I came out my pecker was about the size of a D battery. She was giggling for the longest time before I realized what was not up.
Yeah – that was just hard to admit.
Another time back in high school a girlfriend’s father walked in on us. I was not naked, but she was standing in the middle of her bedroom and I was on my knees – begging her – pulling her “Dolphin” shorts to the side and giving her head – literally with my tongue out – when “daddy” mysteriously walked in to try and catch us. He got what he wanted alright.
She was like 16yo, me 18.. He froze – we all froze – he looked like he’d just been kicked in the nuts and quickly backed out and shut the door. I jumped out the window – panicked. She?, calm as you’d like – gigging about it.
To this day that gives me shivers. My horror is having a daughter of that caliber and gall.
Not cool.