Okay, a girl from the all-girl boarding school I went to.
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- Vic
- I'm an All-Purpose Groover. A laid-back guitarist, bassist and teacher. A percussionist. I'm an ecletic mix of interests that occasionally combine into a coherent thought process. Unless I have a hangover.
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February
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- It's all about the music, take three
- On Something Australian #2
- The Monday Melee
- Exactly.
- Just because I'm proud of it
- What is happening in my roof
- Guitar Party Tricks
- And all this time I thought I was Vic!
- No title
- New student guitar piece
- The Monday Melee
- Two text messages and half a day later
- It's all about the music, take two
- Guiness... Marmite?
- Some things are just wrong.
- Head Explosion
- Valentine's
- Nightmare movie challenge
- Some serious guitar bashing.
- It's all in the name
- On something Australian
- The Monday Melee
- Quote of the Day
- Dieting Innovation!
- Another damn quiz.
- It's all about the music.
- Digging out the bad poetry.
- Lyrically Speaking
- It was a moment of weakness
- From the listening lab...
- Yes, I finally used the scanner.
- I wish I could take credit for this idea, but I c...
- What type of lesbian am I? test results
- Monday Melee
- I love her to pieces, but enough already!
- Saturday linkfest
- My 'first' was
- Quote of the Day
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February
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4 comments:
My first was Judith F. from school.
Ooooooo; you'd have liked her!
Unless you mean my first lesbian experience …
The closest I got was a rather nice relationaship with a bi girl (Hi, Sonia), who taught me "how not to fuck like a bloke".
Educational and enlightening.
I went out with a gurl that turned out to be a leezer, I don't think I turned her.
So Dive what do you fuck like now? a donkey?
Hee hee.
It's been so long since I tried, Old K, that I probably wouldn't even know which way up a woman goes, let alone which hole to blow in or where to put my fingers … er … hang on … that's a saxophone …
God, it HAS been a long time!
Woah, dive! I'm glad you clarified, there. Thought you were talking about a tenor horn...
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