= . I assume he was tasting pee, probably thinking it was mine, but it damn well could have been his own.That was not a very sexual experience for me, but it was a lot of fun.Yeahhh, many times over the 10 or more years I went to the nude beach. Mostly I was with my friend Ed. But I also started to enjoy watching strangers watching me. I would not just squat and piss in front of strangers, that's gross. It would be more like "I got caught"...heheh. I'd sit at the waters edge. A little later, in the PM’s private office I told Sylvia Tenant about the incident with the vile Ms Loftus. I knew from her ineffable calm that she was furious. She picked up the phone on her desk and pressed a button.“Get me on the Colin Shore programme this evening.” Colin Shore was one of the BBC’s most aggressive interviewers. “Yes, exclusive and tell him he can ask me anything he wants.”I watched the programme alone in my office later that evening. It was all pretty straightforward until. No one, else, had ever managed a one on one, not that there were any complaints. Suffice to say they learned well, and even managed to introduce Gretchen to some of the joys of switch hitting.On this particular Sunday, they had had an unsatisfactory day at doubles tennis, losing, and mixed doubles, fighting. Since neither of their mixed doubles partners was deemed suitable, they had come home in quite a funk. They were still arguing about a disputed line call when Brandi spied Patrica, getting.Read More
