I can see it now: "Honest luv I meant to turn left at the Lamb and Flag then right by the post office but next thing you know I'm in your bedroom"
Look we are not hearing the guys story here he might actually be the victim here. Imagine this. These five girls, rather drunk and full of doner kebab, are staggering along arm in arm for support. They come to a bench and they sit down for a minute as their feet are killing them. Unknown to them an underfed homeless guy just trying to bed down for the night is asleep on the bench. Due to the weight suddenly placed on him he cannot cry out and quickly passes out. The girls stand up together and arm in arm continue their journey. The emaciated chap due to his light weight and the general sweatyness of the girls remains stuck to their rear. They get home to the flat and as they break up in the hall suction is broken are our poor guy falls to the floor. He comes too just long enough to here lots of screaming and cannot understand how he got where he is and why these women are all trying to sit on him. At first he probably thinks he's having one of those erotic dreams again but that's quickly disgarded as once again he's crushed under the weight of the five bodies. He thinks, have they kidnapped him and are some sort of sexual deviants but this is slowly replace by the sheer terror that he is stuck under five women discussing last nights Eastenders and isn't that barmaid a right trollop. After an hour he's willing to confess to any crime just so long as the police get him the hell out of there. See, throws a different light on the whole thing
Hmm, I can't help thinking that a lot of people are using this thread as an excuse to "accidently" reveal their favourite fetish. Which is fair enough I guess..........
Yes. But at the end of the day at least it is a true life women's self defence story, ever if they only did sit on him.
I do think it's quite clever what they did. There probably isn't much they could have done that would have been better. Though - if it had been five men who had sat on a female intruder...? The shoe's suddenly on a different foot. I don't think they deserve medals for being women
Let's get back to basics...i wonder how they did sit on him..any particular strategy?..where did they sit, and in what way?
