Dear God Please Help Me

[Bluebirds]

What have I done now???

After work on Friday I went to the pub with my female mate. Her boyfriend joned us about an hour later. I work with them and he gives me a lift to work

ANyway we had a few pints, watched the City batter Preston and then went back to theirs via mine to pick some weed up. Oh and somethng else. Anyway to cut a long story short he went to bed and she ended up jumping on me!!! In their house which they bought about a year ago.


Believe it or not I told her to get off me etc saying a moment's gratification is not worth the guilt etc (I'm not even Catholic either!!!)
My problems in ascending/ descending order are:

My lift to work

He walked back in their living room about 5am and off ym head I WENT None Of This Is MY Fault. He said What and I said nothing.... the MDMA powder...

We have a bit of a history (me and her) and even though we were battered she kept telling me how much she fancied me etc etc.And to tell you the truth those emotions reciprocate in my mind. As she is well fit. But if you think I'm going to nail her while her boyfriend is upstairs... I'm 32 ffs!

How can I look him in the face when I've snogged his missus downstairs in their house and then told to put her clothes back on cos "it was embarrassing" and I have too much respect

Why do I keep getting myself in similar situations?

If Dear Deirdie was interactive I would hve written in there but its not. So come on my fellow Moz aficionados HELP!!!

P.S Asking yourself what Morrissey would do is not an option as he wasn't there!!!???!!!!

[WinkWink]

What have I done now???

After work on Friday I went to the pub with my female mate. Her boyfriend joned us about an hour later. I work with them and he gives me a lift to work

ANyway we had a few pints, watched the City batter Preston and then went back to theirs via mine to pick some weed up. Oh and somethng else. Anyway to cut a long story short he went to bed and she ended up jumping on me!!! In their house which they bought about a year ago.


Believe it or not I told her to get off me etc saying a moment's gratification is not worth the guilt etc (I'm not even Catholic either!!!)
My problems in ascending/ descending order are:

My lift to work

He walked back in their living room about 5am and off ym head I WENT None Of This Is MY Fault. He said What and I said nothing.... the MDMA powder...

We have a bit of a history (me and her) and even though we were battered she kept telling me how much she fancied me etc etc.And to tell you the truth those emotions reciprocate in my mind. As she is well fit. But if you think I'm going to nail her while her boyfriend is upstairs... I'm 32 ffs!

How can I look him in the face when I've snogged his missus downstairs in their house and then told to put her clothes back on cos "it was embarrassing" and I have too much respect

Why do I keep getting myself in similar situations?

If Dear Deirdie was interactive I would hve written in there but its not. So come on my fellow Moz aficionados HELP!!!

P.S Asking yourself what Morrissey would do is not an option as he wasn't there!!!???!!!!

it's not your problem, it's theirs. she made the choice, she made the move. she had the will to do it. if not you, it would have been someone else. just relax and smile.

[Oh my god, it's Robby!]

What have I done now???

Anyway to cut a long story short

P.S Asking yourself what Morrissey would do is not an option as he wasn't there!!!???!!!!

good story
you should have told her
that it would have been o.k. @ your place

[Dave]

Women are witches that cast spells to ensnare men. You are finding out the hard way.

[hatfull]

Women are witches that cast spells to ensnare men. You are finding out the hard way.

You say that like it's a bad thing! (I am joking. Mostly.)
Bluebirds: well, you are obviously irrisistable to women (good job you don't live near me, my clothes would just fall off if I was in the same city. LOL!)
Seriously though, how good a friend is he? If he's a good friend I might be tempted to consider telling him what happened, I mean (no offence) but what if you wern't the first person she tried it on with and they wern't as restrained as you? Also, if you think she might blab and try to blame you...
I mean, I've done some not too good things, but I am always honest and loyal to my friends (I'm not saying you arn't if you don't say anyhting) and if it was me I'd want to know I think.
Good luck

[girlunafraid]

what have you done BB?

tell you how I'd play it, (OK I'm you & yer workmates boyfriend is called Dave)so tomorrow Dave comes by to pick me up.

Me = You: "hi Dave lad, how's it hangin, bangin night the other night eh? Your misses is a right one eh?".

Dave: "aye banging etc, do you mind if we listen to radio 4 today whilst I take you in my car to your work?".

Me: "yeah no probs mate but after we've listened to me new cd, rite!"

***slips cd in to Dave's cd player whatever your crappy taste in music is these days***

Me: "anyway Dave me owd skoomate rang me up last night & was bangin on about..."

***Dave interupts***

Dave: "can't hear a word mate can we turn your banging cd down a bit?"

***me twizzles cd player nob, bangin sound diminishes***

Me: "s'that better eh? Anyway I wer sayin, me owd mucker fi skoo belled me last neet an was bangin on about how he'd gone out an got bladdered over the weekend, hang on I like this one...".

***twiddles nob back up, starts doin the daft fridge dance in car***

Me: "can't beat a bit of DnB eh? Aye so he's leathered an so was this tart he's with so he goes back to her gaff an he's about to make with the latex penis rhapsody, you get what I'm saying eh Dave?".

Dave: "er yeah mate, eh what no, not the foggiest, soz!".

Me: "He'd chalked his cue & was about to sink the pink, yeah?".

Dave: "oh he's a snooker player then eh?".

Me: "ffs Dave, don't you understand Queens Englisht?".

Dave: "Oh look it's the newsagents, have we got time to pick up the telegrapgh?".

Me: "Aye while yer attit gerrus a sherbert dip wilya mate?".

Dave: "no problemo"

*** gives thumbs up gesture***

Me: "nice motor this Dave, how much it cost you for insurance?"

***Dave comes back from newsagents holding paper & 2 sherbert dips***

Me: (Again) "I was just saying Nice motor this Dave, what's it cost you in insurance?".

Dave: "Direct line mate, cheaps a s chips but make sure you never make a claim, drop you right down the pan I've heard".

Me: "Oh"

Me: (again) "anyway he was just about to go at it like a rabbit, she was 1/2 naked, nice tits man an everything, when he heard the toilet upstairs flush, aye he nearly shat himself, seemas like her boyfriend was upstair having a kip, his names Dave too. Anyhoo if that was you, not the bloke upstairs taking a whazz, the one downstairs that nearly shat themselves, what would you do?".

***end of role play*** yeah I know a tad over acting in parts but hey I'm not in need of another Oscar.

So whatever he replies you'll know how best to play it.

If you let me know what he says I could always do another role play answer for you? Or failing that I've got a new diggy camera, I feel like I could do one of those 'real life' photo-story strips.

I could play you again but I'd need someone to play Dave & his girlfriend ok.

I'll leave it with you for now eh?

love

Grim