What were you caught doing, or who did you catch?
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Any stories suitable I suppose.
The most random thing I was caught doing, was lighting a fire in someones bag.
I was sort of 'caught' smoking on a plane once, although I wasn't actually hiding as I hadnt left my seat.
I'm fairly sure I was caught having a w
k on a mates bed once. I slept on his floor, his parents were out and he had left for school ten minutes prior. I didnt give the fact that the school was across the road enough thought and was hoping to get some sleep after. Very embarrassing.
I'm sure the PH collective can come up with a few more entertaining/embarrassing tales.
The most random thing I was caught doing, was lighting a fire in someones bag.
I was sort of 'caught' smoking on a plane once, although I wasn't actually hiding as I hadnt left my seat.
I'm fairly sure I was caught having a w
k on a mates bed once. I slept on his floor, his parents were out and he had left for school ten minutes prior. I didnt give the fact that the school was across the road enough thought and was hoping to get some sleep after. Very embarrassing.I'm sure the PH collective can come up with a few more entertaining/embarrassing tales.
I was photographed by the school photographer lady (class photo day, yr10, so 2005/2006?) placing blocks of dairy milk chocolate along the top of the windscreen of the librarians Golf in a sunny parking bay in the main site car park. An hour later I was escorted from my classroom by one of the secretaries, a friend of my Mum's, and made to wash the car down as the chocolate had melted rather nicely aaaallllllll down the glass.
As you can see from the best photo I can find in my collection, the front is all glass, so everybody in my year and some others were able to see me...
As you can see from the best photo I can find in my collection, the front is all glass, so everybody in my year and some others were able to see me...
Edited by Waugh-terfall on Saturday 11th June 23:55
Waugh-terfall said:
I was photographed by the school photographer lady (class photo day, yr10, so 2005/2006?) placing blocks of dairy milk chocolate along the top of the windscreen of the librarians Golf in a sunny parking bay in the main site car park. An hour later I was escorted from my classroom by one of the secretaries, a friend of my Mum's, and made to wash the car down as the chocolate had melted rather nicely aaaallllllll down the glass.
As you can see from the best photo I can find in my collection, the front is all glass, so everybody in my year and some others were able to see me...
As you can see from the best photo I can find in my collection, the front is all glass, so everybody in my year and some others were able to see me...
Edited by Waugh-terfall on Saturday 11th June 23:55
now have something for my last day!I was staying at a former friends place the night when I was awoken by a strange noise..... on the bed at the other end of the room there was what sounded like a pig snorting and panting excitedly as it awaited food at the trough, the noise of someone seemingly arming a supersoaker and much shuffling of bedsheets as the temperature in the room rose.....
Apparently he had an itch
Apparently he had an itch
Tsippy said:
I was staying at a former friends place the night when I was awoken by a strange noise..... on the bed at the other end of the room there was what sounded like a pig snorting and panting excitedly as it awaited food at the trough, the noise of someone seemingly arming a supersoaker and much shuffling of bedsheets as the temperature in the room rose.....
Apparently he had an itch
Apparently he had an itch
That reminds me of a time I was staying at my mates house, must have been around 2003, so aged around 12 or 13. I had the Dalmation jump on me, which obviously woke me up, the bedroom door was open as was his parents'. THAT shuffling noise, a creaking bed, lots of name-calling, 'Oh yeah'-ing, 'Uh'-ing and such like. Apparently they were looking at furniture magazines.
The following post is for 18 and older
I was caught with my face between my girlfriends legs, and her mouth around my member by a man coming out of a trail in the woods. We parked the car face on to the woods on the very far side of this huge park, parking lot. And we were really into it hardcore and BAM out of nowhere this guy appears and sees her tits and ass with my face buried between her legs! Hahahahaha good times, but I basically threw her off to the drivers side lol!
I was caught with my face between my girlfriends legs, and her mouth around my member by a man coming out of a trail in the woods. We parked the car face on to the woods on the very far side of this huge park, parking lot. And we were really into it hardcore and BAM out of nowhere this guy appears and sees her tits and ass with my face buried between her legs! Hahahahaha good times, but I basically threw her off to the drivers side lol!
I threw a sickie from work one day. My 17 year old daughter brought her boyfriend home, thinking she had the house to herself. I heard the bed creaking (give him his dues, the lad had some stamina), so I headed downstairs, making as much noise as I could while making a cup of tea, then stomped up the stairs, back to my own bed, banging the door behind me.
Moments later I heard the front door quietly open then close again.
Payback time for decades of child-induced coitus interrupt-us.
Moments later I heard the front door quietly open then close again.
Payback time for decades of child-induced coitus interrupt-us.
karona said:
I threw a sickie from work one day. My 17 year old daughter brought her boyfriend home, thinking she had the house to herself. I heard the bed creaking (give him his dues, the lad had some stamina), so I headed downstairs, making as much noise as I could while making a cup of tea, then stomped up the stairs, back to my own bed, banging the door behind me.
Moments later I heard the front door quietly open then close again.
Payback time for decades of child-induced coitus interrupt-us.
Wot, no "I've got a shovel" speech?" Moments later I heard the front door quietly open then close again.
Payback time for decades of child-induced coitus interrupt-us.
New Year's Eve, 1984 or '85. Mum and Dad were going out to some friends, so I "organised" a bit of a party at my house and a load of mates from school piled round. The drink flowed and loud music was played.
The then girlfriend had decided she wanted to split up, but I convinced her that we should "go out with a bang", so we scuttled off to Mum and Dad's bedroom (the only one with a double bed) and got down to business.
At some point the 'phone rang, someone answered it and the next thing I knew three of my "mates" were bursting through the bedroom door to be greeted by the sight of my bare arse bouncing up and down.
"Baz, your Mum's on the...oh, sorry. Hi Michele!"
Somehow, news of my activities reached the ear of my Mum (mainly thanks to someone shouting "He's shagging in his Mum and Dad's bed!" within earshot of the phone).
I threw some clothes on, ran down the stairs and picked up the receiver.
"Hello, Mum?"
"We're on our way home now. Brrrrrrrrr."
The then girlfriend had decided she wanted to split up, but I convinced her that we should "go out with a bang", so we scuttled off to Mum and Dad's bedroom (the only one with a double bed) and got down to business.
At some point the 'phone rang, someone answered it and the next thing I knew three of my "mates" were bursting through the bedroom door to be greeted by the sight of my bare arse bouncing up and down.
"Baz, your Mum's on the...oh, sorry. Hi Michele!"
Somehow, news of my activities reached the ear of my Mum (mainly thanks to someone shouting "He's shagging in his Mum and Dad's bed!" within earshot of the phone).
I threw some clothes on, ran down the stairs and picked up the receiver.
"Hello, Mum?"
"We're on our way home now. Brrrrrrrrr."
Waugh-terfall said:
I was photographed by the school photographer lady (class photo day, yr10, so 2005/2006?) placing blocks of dairy milk chocolate along the top of the windscreen of the librarians Golf in a sunny parking bay in the main site car park. An hour later I was escorted from my classroom by one of the secretaries, a friend of my Mum's, and made to wash the car down as the chocolate had melted rather nicely aaaallllllll down the glass.
As you can see from the best photo I can find in my collection, the front is all glass, so everybody in my year and some others were able to see me...
Midhurst Grammar School - now a building site (Me sad - never)As you can see from the best photo I can find in my collection, the front is all glass, so everybody in my year and some others were able to see me...
Edited by Waugh-terfall on Saturday 11th June 23:55
When I was in year 9 I was walking home from an after school football match with a few mates. It was winter so it was dark. I say this as that means people in their living room can't see out if they've got the light on unless they're close to the glass.
We must have sat on that wall watching a young (early 20s) couple shagging on the sofa for a good ten mins before we started cheering loudly....
We must have sat on that wall watching a young (early 20s) couple shagging on the sofa for a good ten mins before we started cheering loudly....
Believing we had the house to ourselves early in the morning, the good lass and I got things heated up in her parents' living room. Just as things had got really interesting, there was the sound of keys and the front door opened (which looked right onto the living room).
I moved with the lightning speed of a puma and managed to look - what I hoped - was casual and nonchalant just as her dad stepped through the door.
Nothing was ever said, but he must have known. He must have.
I moved with the lightning speed of a puma and managed to look - what I hoped - was casual and nonchalant just as her dad stepped through the door.
Nothing was ever said, but he must have known. He must have.
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