Awards and Erotic Answers

First of all, I am giddy with pleasure as Akelamalu has awarded me the Inspirational Bloggers Award for “always having something interesting to say’. Thank you so much, Ak. That’s setting a real precedent!

I now have to nominate 5 others who are:-
And Who Cares
Around my kitchen table
Debio
Eurodog
Nienke Ninton

But I’m sure none of you are interested in that, and want to get on with The Answers from yesterday’s revelation into Himself’s early erotic experiences.

When I asked him he said, ‘if people want to know what happened, tell them they have to each send £25.’
I sighed. ‘Don’t be ridiculous,’ I said. ‘They’re not stupid. What happened?’

He gave in quickly and gracefully (through years of practise) and said that

1. No, he didn’t tell John about The Grope. Well, he’s a bloke, of course he wouldn’t have.
2. No, the mother didn’t make any reference to their grope, either. (No surprise there)
3. As for whether he stayed there again, he can’t remember. Can’t remember? I believe him when he says this, but this is the difference between men and women. Or is it just me and him?

If it was me, I’d have that experience burned onto my psyche. I’d remember sitting at breakfast the next morning, my collar sticking to my neck as I wondered if the maid had seen. I’d sit opposite John with a frenzy of mixed hormones roaring through my head. What would he think if he knew what his mother had done? Had I responded? Had I responded enough? What was she – an Old Woman (approx 38) DOING? Did she really fancy me? Wow!!!!

And I’d also remember what John said when he next invited me to stay.

‘Oh, thanks, but I’m a bit busy – we’re going to Cornwall for the holidays.’
NO WAY am I going anywhere near that woman again.

Or

‘Oh, thanks. Yeah, great.’
Will it happen again? What would I do if it did? Or did I dream it?

Which do you think he said?