My fetish is trombone players. Everything about them. Even the word trombone turns me on. Trombone, trombone, trombone. I fantasize about licking out the open bowl of a trombone. I get off thinking about a trombone player blowing his horn over my coochie, of him slipping that sliding thing-a-majig between my legs. Ooooh baby ! Trombone me !
A friend sent me an e mail called Disrobics, it was a video of a bunch of nekkid men doing arobics and dancing. Is that naughty enough?
Kaotic Newtral - How old were you the first time you felt up and/or were felt up by the opposite sex?
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This may or may not be number four. Or not.
Hmmmm…ok, I’ve set this for someone before but I think it’s a good one; have you ever betrayed the trust of an SO or your children (if you have any) by reading their email or looking at their cell/mobile phone?
Feeling up…and down happened at the same time. I was 13 years old and went to live with my Aunt for a while. It was summer in Battle Lake, Minnesota…I had no idea what I was doing and it was also the first time I had sex. I’d been living there for a while and I guess the ‘new guy in town’ syndrome helped. I fondly remember the girl who was a few grades ahead of me at the time…it was awesome. The fondling started at the lake and the rest happened at a rental house that her father owned. Man…that’s a good memory. Thanks! 
Do you enjoy breathing or drinking more?
Can’t answer it: at the right time, both are absolutely essential; at other times, you can take or leave either one.
So at any given moment, I might have a definitive answer, or I might not.
I’m inclined.
Revenant Threshold - truth or dare ?
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Cool username. I know what your interests are! (And I share them!)
What was the last time you felt old.
Bricker, fanfic! I know how much you love fanfic, so let’s hear some. Let’s make it…
regarding Batman, since he’s my all-time favorite superhero. And doesn’t have to be sex. And nothing negative about him! 
Just a para will do.
It’s Feydeau’s dare - it’ll be over soon.
And the end of that should be a question, i.e.: what was the last time you felt old?
Dare me.
That’s why I asked…I figured I’d make an ass out of myself.
The last time I felt very old (I’m 36) was at the house of a friend of mine. His son was having a party and I guess that his father and I were reliving our youth/chaperoning. (He’s the type that doesn’t mind if his son drinks on occasion…just that his son and his friends don’t endanger themselves. His son is 19).
A friend of his son (20 year old hottie to boot), walked up and asked me if I was the ‘dad’ of my friend’s son. Ooof, it hit me like a brick! Whilst I have a daughter who’s 9…the thought never occurred to me that I was old enough to have a 19 year old son. It was like a kick in the chest and I’ve been living for the moment ever since! 
Um, Anaamika…without reading through all the pages and not knowing if this has been answered before.
Have you ever lied to a significant other about having an orgasm with them on more than one occasion? If so, why?
I dare you…to write a journal entry from the point of view of a gorilla at the zoo.
Depends really, but prolly not. If they were good-looking and I liked them I’d think about it more than if they were some random ugly stranger.
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My first serious love wasn’t very good in bed. I loved him dearly though, and didn’t know enough about the whole thing to realize it could be way, way better. He wanted reassurance and I told him, yes, I came, yes, it was good, when it wasn’t. I mean it was good, but not enough.
He didn’t actually seem to like sex very much. 
I don’t think we were well suited.
T or D?
Wow, I’d guess not.
I’m all about Truth…bring it! It must be either the Chaotic or Neutral part.
BTW…I am a gamer but the nickname came from a friend who told me I live that way…She told me I’m a free-spirit and wasn’t the first.
Probably the Neutral, I’d think chaotics lie if they had to.
And you have a 9 YO daughter, eh? Has she ever walked in on you and your wife (I’m presuming you have one) getting it on? What did you say?
Dear Diary,
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Dear Diary,
Blasted humans came and watched me again today. Bloody voyeurs! I mean, when it gets to the point when you can’t even take a crap without a schoolload of children watching and giggling…Well, it tends to make one quite upset.
Lunch was atypical. Bananas again. I was forced to remind Jeffrey the Keeper once again that a little variety in one’s diet is something to strive for; it breaks the monotony, as it were. He had the temerity to scoff at this! Well, we shall see who has the last laugh - When we play our chess game this weekend, I’m not going to hold back! I think that should settle this ridiculous “higher evolved” notion that buffoon has. Honestly, sometimes it’s enough to make me weep.
The Pandas invited me over for tea in the evening. As I have said before, a most enchanting couple. And what taste! I expected some mere Earl Grey, (Not to self: do not visit the chimpanzee’s tea party again. Simply awful behaviour!) but I was treated to a delectable cup of Colombian Finest Ground! The repast ( a choice leg of lamb ) was as excellent as I have come to expect; I asked for, and recieved, the recipe, so I hope my book club will enjoy the meal as much as I did!
But now it is time for me to retire, dear diary; “lights out” I believe is the phrase the keepers use! So charming! I shall sup my cocoa as I read my Dumas. Truly, the evening is the most wonderful part of the day.