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It’s unlikely that Majid is going to beat me tonight, even though he’s just taken four points off me. We’re playing to 21, and the score has just gone 9-4 in my favour.<\/p>\n
Majid’s been playing backgammon since he was a kid, and he’s one of the top third of players in our club. But I’ve read his game, and I’m on top of him. Pumping on the pressure. Problem is, he’s read me too. Knows which buttons to push. Which is how he’s taken four points off me in one game.<\/p>\n
“Oh man,” he sighs, looking over my shoulder. “I’m a married man.”<\/p>\n
I put my perving glasses on, and turn to get another look. There’s a brunette sitting with her mom and some thug. The thug could be her brother, cos they’re on opposite sides of the table, and don’t even make eye contact. <\/p>\n
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She’s heavenly. Very sweet smile. No obvious signs of irritation at the Iranian leering at her over my shoulder. No obvious signs of taking umbrage at the bald-headed artist craning his neck to peer at her cleavage. Maybe she likes me already?<\/p>\n
Back to the match.<\/p>\n
Bloody hell. Majid is catching up. <\/p>\n
I make a resolution. No matter how many times Majid threatens to divorce his wife, I’m going to leave my glasses on the table, and play until I’m up to 16-9. I’ve got to keep that margin to keep hold of the psychological edge. If he catches up more than that, I’m done, cos his confidence will be invincible. So only when I’ve got that edge will I put my glasses back on and try and see if she’s got a nipple stand.<\/p>\n
It’s time. Yup. She has. A tiny one. But doesn’t that mean she’s happy to see me???<\/p>\n
Nah. Of course it doesn’t mean that, but I’m allowed to fantasize, aren’t I??<\/p>\n
Which brings me, incidentally, to a topic that I feel needs airing. From my experience making love with women, it’s come to my attention that very few men know what the hell they’re doing in bed. And worse… there are very few women who are in touch with their bodies. So here’s a quick crash course for men and women. Please… go and buy these books and read them and practice what the books teach. <\/p>\n
The first is Sheila Kitzinger’s WOMAN’S EXPERIENCE OF SEX, Flower Press, ISBN 0-620-10046-X. The second is Margo Anand’s THE ART OF SEXUAL ECSTASY, Aquarian, ISBN 1-85538-251-2. And the third is Barry and Emily McCarthy’s SEXUAL AWARENESS: ENHANCING SEXUAL PLEASURE, Star, ISBN 0-352-32212-8.<\/p>\n
It actually doesn’t matter WHAT book you get. Just get something that catches your eye. Do not be embarassed about this. You owe it to yourself and your love partner to know what’s what in bed (and out of it).<\/p>\n
It upsets me that there are hundreds of thousands, no, millions of women, possible billions, walking around not having had a decent knobbing from a dude who knows how to deliver serious pleasure.<\/p>\n
But right now, Majid is delivering serious sexual pleasure to me. He’s given me the taste of sweet victory. I’ve beaten him 21-14. Hoograaaaaah!!!!!!<\/p>\n
And the food was okay. I had the latest special… chicken stirfry with penne. Noone’s fantasy meal, but nice enough to have again next week.<\/p>\n
“Hey Roy,” says the good doctor, Peter Wisniewski, from across the room. “You misquoted me on the website.”<\/p>\n
I reported a conversation I had with him on this site on Monday 19 April. Seems I got the short end of the stick.<\/p>\n
He says, at the top of his voice, “I didn’t say you had to massage the prostate! I said that in cases where there’s a problem with the prostate, ejaculation every day is good. I didn’t say anything at all about anally massaging the thing!”<\/p>\n
Matt pipes up from somewhere else in Wiesenhof. “Well what DID you say exactly?”<\/p>\n
I say, “Well, he told me his wife needed a prescription, and it involved the finger, and daily milking of the prostate.”<\/p>\n
“Yes, well,” says Doc Peter. <\/p>\n