In my bachelor days back in the noughties, maybe 2005, I got lucky one evening, and ended up back at a young ladies flat in Brunswick Square. Anyway, the next morning after some rather half hearted love making I was in the lounge having a nice cuppa tea, when who should stumble in from the other bedroom wearing the high heels of my "friends" flat mate? Yep, the great man in question had been matching me stroke for stroke in the room just next door!
Lovely bloke. Really down to earth and very funny. After he left managed to get the details from the flatmate. Apparently a very considerate lover. Not sure what the high heels were about though...
Lovely bloke. Really down to earth and very funny. After he left managed to get the details from the flatmate. Apparently a very considerate lover. Not sure what the high heels were about though...