Imagine you're the husband 'Jeff' of one of the twin sisters. You're identical twin sister-in-law is in a Sapphic relationship with a blonde babe. Bet you that bloke is adept at cleanly whipping off the lids of jars and bottles; which is fortunate, as there wouldn't be too many tissues about in that home. I knocked back my fiancée's sister twenty-odd years ago when she came onto me drunk. Regret it to this day... Any other middle-aged fools (of either gender - or even transgender...) have morose reflections on missed opportunities?
Yes, I did start the preposition off with 'Imagine' . Do you watch porn films and think "he's not really a plumber"?
So there is no twins? Obviously the rest was just made up but I never seen the Nat west ad is there twins in it or not
Probably the same actress double shot, but you've ruined it for me now... I'll have to **** about miss Ridgeway tonight, my teacher in the last year of junior school. She must be sixty now.
I'm unaware of this ad, so can't comment. I can say that when I was a lad in Liverpool- about 14 to 16- I had serious hots for the mother of one of my friends. Needless to say nothing ever happened, they moved out to a new house in Skelm, and I've never seen her since. I never really got over her though. She'd be about 75 by now.
I dated a girl when I was a teen... one of the most attractive girls I've ever known... ... but holy molé... when her mother walked in the room I wasn't looking at my girlfriend anymore... very beautiful, long dark wavy hair and a perfect body. She's probably in her 60s now too though. Neither were gingers... daughter was blond... her mother brunette. I did date a 32 hot read head when I was 20 though... ... I loved teasing her about having dated girls literally half her age not many years before.
