Anonymous Secrets Thread

Still looking to talk to strippers or women that have worked in a strip club. Please let me know if you feel like answering some questions for a story.
 
I'm sure everyone else has been here before, but I'm new so I haven't figured it all out yet. Over the last few days I have been feeling a little overwhelmed with this thread, the PMs and the emails. I have been discussing everything from gun cleaning tips to swapping recipes to alcoholism and spousal abuse.

Last night I pretty much avoided the thread and conversations with anyone to give myself a little distance. I even avoided talking to a few of the people that I really feel I have made a connection with.

Work is starting to ramp up again and so I don't have quite as much time to do this as I had last week. When I first started this thread I viewed it as an afternoon's distraction on a slow day, not as a permanent addition. The experiment seems to have gotten out of the lab.

So over the next couple of days I will be trying to do a little restructuring to limit the amount of time I am doing this, but not to sacrifice any of the content. I'm having a blast, but I can't let it interfere with work or real life relationships. I hope everyone here understands that.

Just to give you an idea, Monday I received almost 600 PMs and Emails related to this thread that had nothing to do with confessions, or sex or anything else, just really good conversation. I answered every single one of them (or think i did), but I don't have time to do that every day.

Keep sending in your secrets. Every single one of them that is fit to post will get posted. I'm thinking what I may start doing is posting them in groups 2-3 times a day rather than every time one comes in. How does that sound to you?

I'm also going to have to start limiting my PMing and Emailing. Everyone that sends me a message will still get a response, but I just may not have time to respond 30 times in a day to the same person any more.

Does all of this sound reasonable to everyone? Sound off!


Sounds very resonable to me mate!

You really have been doing a crack job so far, but you need to make it manageble for yourself too.

Perhaps we/you could even go so far as to insert a certain key word into the PM title so you can shift true confessions more easy?


Also, loved the tactical story ;)
 
Sounds very resonable to me mate!

You really have been doing a crack job so far, but you need to make it manageble for yourself too.

Perhaps we/you could even go so far as to insert a certain key word into the PM title so you can shift true confessions more easy?


Also, loved the tactical story ;)

Thanks Kudram, my very British friend.

God save the Queen!
 
Thanks Kudram, my very British friend.

God save the Queen!

Haha, I'm very Dutch mate ;)

As in from The Netherlands.

We do have a queen though, but I don't think she needs saving ;)

No, Ive spent my time in that house. I just need to get some inside information. I need a little lingo.

That was directed at the lovely young lady, was trying to get a confession out of her you see :D


I'll also confess to never having been in a strip club.
Curious though, just no idea when to visit, and with who!
 
Haha, I'm very Dutch mate ;)

As in from The Netherlands.

We do have a queen though, but I don't think she needs saving ;)



That was directed at the lovely young lady, was trying to get a confession out of her you see :D


I'll also confess to never having been in a strip club.
Curious though, just no idea when to visit, and with who!

Sorry i thought you were british.

Lets replace that with "I will maintain!"
 
No problem, I offend that easy.

Let me respond with, woohoo, more secrets in times to come!

My college geography class my be failing me but isn't "I will maintain" the national motto of the Netherlands?
 
My college geography class my be failing me but isn't "I will maintain" the national motto of the Netherlands?

Wiki says yes, but I never heard of it.

I didn't even know we had a national motto.

Could be the same as our national anthem though, it was created in 1568.
So it sort of lost its relevance!
 
Not nice. Will tell you right on thread how stupid, lame, ugly, fat, wrong you are.
GB is a very nasty place altogether. Theres a whole thread there started by stickwork called Paddies and there is nothin on it but abuse of Irish people, for no reason other than they are Irish. Really pisses me off!!!!! GRRRRRRRR!!!!!
 
25- male : A few years ago, my brother and I shared a toothbrush for a few weeks. We both thought the red one was ours.
 
GB is a very nasty place altogether. Theres a whole thread there started by stickwork called Paddies and there is nothin on it but abuse of Irish people, for no reason other than they are Irish. Really pisses me off!!!!! GRRRRRRRR!!!!!

Yeah, but honestly who doesn't hate the Irish?

Of course I'm just kidding. As much as I've traveled I've never made it to Ireland and it has just occurred to me that the only thing I know about the place or the people are stereotypes from movies and books. That's probably not the most progressive way to look at a nation.
 
This makes me want to laugh and just pat him on his head. *pat, pat, pat*

I can just see me doing this. My heart goes out to the boy, but only because I'm legitimately surprised I've never dine the same thing.
 
***Urgent***

I'm running fairly low on secrets this morning. So send them in to me ASAP.

You want a theme? Do you want a theme?

Fine!

Today's theme will be sexual blunders. Stupid or embarrassing things you have done during or in the preparation for sex.

Send them in.
 
Personal Confession

In keeping with today's theme, I shall share another tid-bit of my own life.

When I was back in my glorious teenage years I was attempting to have sex with my girlfriend in the back seat of her mother's car. In the rush to get clothes off and find appropriate positions I somehow looped my right leg between the two front seats and wedge it there. She "climbed on board" and shifted her weight, I felt something in my hip crack with the awkward position.

I thought she had just broken my hip (she hadn't) and the pain was more intense than anything I could describe. I still don't know exactly what happened. Probably just pinched a nerve. I pushed her off of me as hard and as forcefully as I could because of the pain.

She hit her head on the glass window and knocked herself clean out. Once I got my leg extricated and the pain subsided I looked over and saw she wasn't moving. I thought I had killed her. (I hadn't.)

When it was all said and done, she had a very mild concussion and I had a limp for a few days. Years later, in what I swear was an incredibly cruel act of revenge she made me tell this story to her husband while she laughed at my discomfiture.

Some days you feel like James Bond. Some days you don't.
 
In keeping with today's theme, I shall share another tid-bit of my own life.

When I was back in my glorious teenage years I was attempting to have sex with my girlfriend in the back seat of her mother's car. In the rush to get clothes off and find appropriate positions I somehow looped my right leg between the two front seats and wedge it there. She "climbed on board" and shifted her weight, I felt something in my hip crack with the awkward position.

I thought she had just broken my hip (she hadn't) and the pain was more intense than anything I could describe. I still don't know exactly what happened. Probably just pinched a nerve. I pushed her off of me as hard and as forcefully as I could because of the pain.

She hit her head on the glass window and knocked herself clean out. Once I got my leg extricated and the pain subsided I looked over and saw she wasn't moving. I thought I had killed her. (I hadn't.)

When it was all said and done, she had a very mild concussion and I had a limp for a few days. Years later, in what I swear was an incredibly cruel act of revenge she made me tell this story to her husband while she laughed at my discomfiture.

Some days you feel like James Bond. Some days you don't.


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