A short message for the Young Ducks
If I catch you reading these pages again, you will lose your online priveleges. Again. That is all.
It's hard enough being a z-list internet celebrity without your family having to read stuff like this:
Good: Doing the sex.
Bad: Coming to after a vigorous bout of the sex to discover that whilst letting her ride on top, you have actually made a rather good fist of wiping your arse on the sheets.
Worse: Blaming the dog.
I'm glad we sorted that out, then. Normal service resumed...