That is hilarious! At what bookshop can I find a copy of Jay’s autobiography?
Can’t stop thinking about that hard wooden chair, can you?
I’d say no.
I have fantasies, of course, but I think a fetish is more of an unusual fixation on something that’s psychologically necessary for sexual gratification. I’m pretty vanilla.
Nope. But you’re all talk and no follow-through. Typical lawyer.
I think he means - is there anything unusual that turns you on, not necessarily to the exclusion of all else. And not that it’s the only thing, anyway.
Bricker: Hmmm… Having never had this happen to me yet, I’d have to go with old stand by: act clueless and lie through my teeth.
I want a dare!
I’ve gotten into pretty bad truth-or-dare games at school and at parties. Should I play? Why the hell not? Truth.
Jeez, what could be worse than knowing you were the originator of penis ensues? Ok, I’m taking the other idea - I want you to link to that thread in your sig, with a short explanation of what it is. “I started ‘penis ensues’” or something. Then use your sig at least 10 times this weekend.
I find that I am longing awfully vigorously to finish this objectionable task.
Ack!
I lose.
Okay, how about a Truth?
Honey chile, there ain’t no possible follow-through on that that wouldn’t be trouble.
Plus, you’d have to be very careful sitting down for a couple of days.
Ahh! Well, still pretty vanilla…
I think I fantasize about what I can’t have. Lately, that’s been the chance to take a Saturday morning and mess up the bedsheets with my wife, without our darling child showing up and wanting to watch his videos or play a game. That kid is the most effective dang birth control there is.
In more salacious times… um… yeah, you’ve already got the hard wooden chair and hairbrush one pretty well figured out.
There’s also one that used to intrigue me in where I taught a college class and had a student ready to do anything to pass…
Wives or girlfriends calling me honey or sugar. One ex-girlfriend still calls me babydoll.
Since you opened the door…
What was (a) the most embarrassing dare, and (b) the most titillating dare you’ve ever had to do for a truth-or dare game at school or at parties?
I’m in. Truth?
(a) Most embarrassing: My friends dared me to go up to this guy in our class and tell him that I’d like to do all sorts of nasty things to him. That was embarrassing because he wasn’t some stranger; he was actually a guy I knew.
(b) Most titillating: This was actually pretty recent (a few months ago). My friends and I called a random number and they dared me to be one of those phone-sex people. I didn’t say anything explicit, but I said a lot of suggestive things. The guy just hung up, but my friends were cracking up so much.
Raises hand
I’ll take a dare.
Have you ever been caught, or almost caught, in a compromising position - either solo or with someone?
Okay.
Pick someone who’s posted in this thread that you admire and think you’d enjoy meeting in real life, and describe how you’d like that meeting to be - where, doing what, etc. (This doesn’t have to be salacious at all, of course. Or, it could be).
Hey - isn’t that cheating? Can we get a ruling here?