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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

The legendary Fab lounge.

We all know it and spend far too much time in it.

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What does it look like in your mind's eye?

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

For me it's a well furnished, quite plush room. There are a number of deep leather sofas and armchairs arranged in cosy huddles for chatting. But space in the middle for grandstanders to hold court.

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And a chair lift for granny

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

So thats it then.

That's how the lounge looks.

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By *ickshawedCouple
over a year ago

Wolverhampton

I'm picturing a steamy hot tub. Too much flesh on show, can get a little uncomfortable being so close to each other. But there's giggles and squirmy fun, and you can watch the scum rise up and drift away

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By *ose-tinted GlassesMan
over a year ago

Glasgow / London

I picture it with more of a sixth-form common room vibe. Slightly threadbare sofas and the regulars all have their own favourite spot.

Yet somehow it magically turns into a speakeasy at night, with a ceramic-tile-fronted cocktail bar down one side and deep leather banquette booths for huddled and hushed conversations.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"I'm picturing a steamy hot tub. Too much flesh on show, can get a little uncomfortable being so close to each other. But there's giggles and squirmy fun, and you can watch the scum rise up and drift away "

Lovely thought

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

There’s a cheese fridge in the corner

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By *iddlesticksMan
over a year ago

My nan’s spare room.

Me on my own sat naked in a suede armchair entertains myself with my bizarre long winded musings.

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By *oofy321Man
over a year ago

moon base zero


"For me it's a well furnished, quite plush room. There are a number of deep leather sofas and armchairs arranged in cosy huddles for chatting. But space in the middle for grandstanders to hold court.

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And a chair lift for granny"

Pretty much the same but with a big oak door with a small window for me to look through

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By *ris GrayMan
over a year ago

Dorchester

For me its badly lit with lots of cheap plastic chairs of all styles and colours

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

I reckon there's plenty of short stay parking too. So that the married guys can park up, nip in to show pics of their wives who are still waiting in the car outside, unaware.

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By *rumpyMcFuckNuggetMan
over a year ago

Den of Iniquity


"There’s a cheese fridge in the corner "

With room for Custard obvs

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

I have just been DMd to say there are bowls of twiglets out on the tables, but the condom machine is broken. Again

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"There’s a cheese fridge in the corner

With room for Custard obvs "

Of course

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By *elix SightedMan
over a year ago

Cloud 8

Imagine every forumite is in this lounge at once, I wonder how many would still be posting on the forum lounge from inside the lounge.

The matrix is real.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Me on my own sat naked in a suede armchair entertains myself with my bizarre long winded musings. "

Please sit on a towel.

Its a bastard getting skid marks out of suede!

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By *elix SightedMan
over a year ago

Cloud 8


"Me on my own sat naked in a suede armchair entertains myself with my bizarre long winded musings.

Please sit on a towel.

It’s a bastard getting skid marks out of suede!"

That’s a voice of experience!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I see it as more as a soup kitchen for the homeless and destitute..

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Me on my own sat naked in a suede armchair entertains myself with my bizarre long winded musings.

Please sit on a towel.

It’s a bastard getting skid marks out of suede!

That’s a voice of experience! "

We had to have words with him last time he was here!

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"I see it as more as a soup kitchen for the homeless and destitute.."

That's in the Wonko suite

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By *ickshawedCouple
over a year ago

Wolverhampton


"I'm picturing a steamy hot tub. Too much flesh on show, can get a little uncomfortable being so close to each other. But there's giggles and squirmy fun, and you can watch the scum rise up and drift away

Lovely thought"

Isn't it There's nothing like picturing a dirty old plaster floating around your nether regions to get you comfortable

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"I'm picturing a steamy hot tub. Too much flesh on show, can get a little uncomfortable being so close to each other. But there's giggles and squirmy fun, and you can watch the scum rise up and drift away

Lovely thought

Isn't it There's nothing like picturing a dirty old plaster floating around your nether regions to get you comfortable "

Like a pervy petri dish

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By *iddlesticksMan
over a year ago

My nan’s spare room.


"Me on my own sat naked in a suede armchair entertains myself with my bizarre long winded musings.

Please sit on a towel.

Its a bastard getting skid marks out of suede!"

I learned that last time

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Cadbury Cream

Egg

Soft on outside

Lickable in the middle

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Cadbury Cream

Egg

Soft on outside

Lickable in the middle "

Surrealist representational art?

The lounge is a creme egg.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Cadbury Cream

Egg

Soft on outside

Lickable in the middle

Surrealist representational art?

The lounge is a creme egg."

Ooh I’m in

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

There's a guy in the corner standing behind a cardboard cutout of a man and a woman. Says he's a couple.

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By *inky_couple2020Couple
over a year ago

North West


"For me it's a well furnished, quite plush room. There are a number of deep leather sofas and armchairs arranged in cosy huddles for chatting. But space in the middle for grandstanders to hold court.

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And a chair lift for granny"

Is it wheelchair accessible, please?!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Lots of red velvet furnishings.

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By *hil most chillMan
over a year ago

South East & Europe

It's like the worst Wetherspoons I've ever been in

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

The school common room.

*do these still exist?

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"For me it's a well furnished, quite plush room. There are a number of deep leather sofas and armchairs arranged in cosy huddles for chatting. But space in the middle for grandstanders to hold court.

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And a chair lift for granny

Is it wheelchair accessible, please?! "

It would have to be!

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By *otSoPoshWoman
over a year ago

In a ball gown because that's how we roll in N. Devon

It changes in my mind all the darned time.

But Jennie, whenever you're here the rest just melt away

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By *ecadent_DevonMan
over a year ago

Okehampton

Like underneath the bridge of an inner city canal, with graffiti everywhere, trolleys poking out of the water, an over-flowing dog poop bin and some poor old fella wondering why so many people have congregated in his favourite fishing spot, oh and there’s an old red leather (pvc) armchair in the stinging nettles, where the sultans of swing hold court.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

It’s a rundown estate populated by people shouting at each other down corridors and from 3rd floor windows “Suziesurrey has the best tits on fab and you lot can fuck off” they yell, followed by “whose having what for tea? Oi you can’t go to Iceland you’re an uncle not a MUM ffs” etc

The sound of radio 3 plays over the crumbling edifices of former community. Sun setting. Chris from Basingstoke is dogging in a burnt out fiesta. Wait til she hears him call her a burnt out fiesta. All hells gonna break lose

In lounge town.

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By *otSoPoshWoman
over a year ago

In a ball gown because that's how we roll in N. Devon


"Like underneath the bridge of an inner city canal, with graffiti everywhere, trolleys poking out of the water, an over-flowing dog poop bin and some poor old fella wondering why so many people have congregated in his favourite fishing spot, oh and there’s an old red leather (pvc) armchair in the stinging nettles, where the sultans of swing hold court. "

Good lord man... you paint a vivid picture

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"It’s a rundown estate populated by people shouting at each other down corridors and from 3rd floor windows “Suziesurrey has the best tits on fab and you lot can fuck off” they yell, followed by “whose having what for tea? Oi you can’t go to Iceland you’re an uncle not a MUM ffs” etc

The sound of radio 3 plays over the crumbling edifices of former community. Sun setting. Chris from Basingstoke is dogging in a burnt out fiesta. Wait til she hears him call her a burnt out fiesta. All hells gonna break lose

In lounge town. "

With each post you write I think I love you a little more.

(Unobsequiously obvs)

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"It changes in my mind all the darned time.

But Jennie, whenever you're here the rest just melt away "

There's a pedestal with 'notice me' painted on in tacky gold paint that I like to stand on. It's quite insecure. Much like me.

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By *ecadent_DevonMan
over a year ago

Okehampton


"Like underneath the bridge of an inner city canal, with graffiti everywhere, trolleys poking out of the water, an over-flowing dog poop bin and some poor old fella wondering why so many people have congregated in his favourite fishing spot, oh and there’s an old red leather (pvc) armchair in the stinging nettles, where the sultans of swing hold court.

Good lord man... you paint a vivid picture "

I can probably get the Ai to create that image, might have a go later

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Cake

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By *otSoPoshWoman
over a year ago

In a ball gown because that's how we roll in N. Devon


"It changes in my mind all the darned time.

But Jennie, whenever you're here the rest just melt away

There's a pedestal with 'notice me' painted on in tacky gold paint that I like to stand on. It's quite insecure. Much like me."

Dammit. My smoothness is wasted here... you know what you're doing!

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By *otSoPoshWoman
over a year ago

In a ball gown because that's how we roll in N. Devon


"Like underneath the bridge of an inner city canal, with graffiti everywhere, trolleys poking out of the water, an over-flowing dog poop bin and some poor old fella wondering why so many people have congregated in his favourite fishing spot, oh and there’s an old red leather (pvc) armchair in the stinging nettles, where the sultans of swing hold court.

Good lord man... you paint a vivid picture

I can probably get the Ai to create that image, might have a go later "

Oh you should!

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"It changes in my mind all the darned time.

But Jennie, whenever you're here the rest just melt away

There's a pedestal with 'notice me' painted on in tacky gold paint that I like to stand on. It's quite insecure. Much like me.

Dammit. My smoothness is wasted here... you know what you're doing!"

Self depreciation is horny innit!

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By *otSoPoshWoman
over a year ago

In a ball gown because that's how we roll in N. Devon


"It changes in my mind all the darned time.

But Jennie, whenever you're here the rest just melt away

There's a pedestal with 'notice me' painted on in tacky gold paint that I like to stand on. It's quite insecure. Much like me.

Dammit. My smoothness is wasted here... you know what you're doing!

Self depreciation is horny innit!"

That's always been my motto

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By *naswingdressWoman
over a year ago

Manchester (she/her)

A living room in student digs. Mystery stains on the furniture which is held together by chewing gum and youthful optimism. Evidence that the cleaning schedule has been abandoned. A few unusual smells I'm not going to try to investigate.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


" held together by chewing gum and youthful optimism. "

Sheer poetry

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By *olly_chromaticTV/TS
over a year ago

Stockport

There's a party going on, lots of folk who obviously know each other really well. Occasionally couples or triples or fivesomes vanish upstairs for a while. I've seen a few people go storming out of the front door muttering to themselves, but later on sneak back in through the patio. And some that I don't even realise they were gone until they're back and all flamboyant and everyone is like "Dahling, we missed you so, smoootch". I spend my time unobtrusive but mostly comfortable in one corner, reading a book about the history of mathematics but really doing a bit of people watching over the top of it. I sometimes think that I might be missing out on the full experience, nobody ever asks me to join them doing whatever it is that goes on upstairs. Probably not my thing anyway. It would be nice though if someone wanted to come sit next to me and just sort of give companionship, maybe bring their own book, or even share mine.

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By *ulieAndBeefCouple
over a year ago

Manchester-ish


"There's a party going on, lots of folk who obviously know each other really well. Occasionally couples or triples or fivesomes vanish upstairs for a while. I've seen a few people go storming out of the front door muttering to themselves, but later on sneak back in through the patio. And some that I don't even realise they were gone until they're back and all flamboyant and everyone is like "Dahling, we missed you so, smoootch". I spend my time unobtrusive but mostly comfortable in one corner, reading a book about the history of mathematics but really doing a bit of people watching over the top of it. I sometimes think that I might be missing out on the full experience, nobody ever asks me to join them doing whatever it is that goes on upstairs. Probably not my thing anyway. It would be nice though if someone wanted to come sit next to me and just sort of give companionship, maybe bring their own book, or even share mine."

That is great mental picture. I'll sit and chat with you Polly.

I'm trying to think of an analogy for the posts that really should be in Swingers Chat or Meets.

J

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By *olly_chromaticTV/TS
over a year ago

Stockport


"There's a party going on, lots of folk who obviously know each other really well. Occasionally couples or triples or fivesomes vanish upstairs for a while. I've seen a few people go storming out of the front door muttering to themselves, but later on sneak back in through the patio. And some that I don't even realise they were gone until they're back and all flamboyant and everyone is like "Dahling, we missed you so, smoootch". I spend my time unobtrusive but mostly comfortable in one corner, reading a book about the history of mathematics but really doing a bit of people watching over the top of it. I sometimes think that I might be missing out on the full experience, nobody ever asks me to join them doing whatever it is that goes on upstairs. Probably not my thing anyway. It would be nice though if someone wanted to come sit next to me and just sort of give companionship, maybe bring their own book, or even share mine.

That is great mental picture. I'll sit and chat with you Polly.

I'm trying to think of an analogy for the posts that really should be in Swingers Chat or Meets.

J"

Do you want to share my book or will you have your own? Quiet companionship, or get to know each other a little?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

A place I want to avoid

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By *estarossa.Woman
over a year ago

Flagrante

The carpets have to be replaced every 6 months, and the cake always runs out.

It has a revolving door, lots of mirrors, comfy sofas set at the edge and cafe type tables with strong legs for when the bar is open at night.

There is a roped off area where the clique sometimes hang out, but its small and fairly unimportant.

Rugbys mantlepiece collects the scalps of fabbers past, and she sometimes makes an appearance like a Gothic Miss Haversham

The trophy cabinet for long service to fab is ever expanding, and the wine fridge is never quite cold enough.

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By *enrietteandSamCouple
over a year ago

Staffordshire

It looks much like the Mos Eisley cantina bar and I’m a scruffy looking nerf herder.

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By *ulieAndBeefCouple
over a year ago

Manchester-ish


"Do you want to share my book or will you have your own? Quiet companionship, or get to know each other a little?"

I'd love to find out more about the history of mathematics, I'm a bit of a maths geek but know very little about the history. We can chat when we feel like it and then go back to our own books too. I've brought along Where The Crawdads Sing because everyone keeps telling me I should read it but I can't get beyond the first chapter.

J

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By *ittlebirdWoman
over a year ago

The Big Smoke


"The legendary Fab lounge.

We all know it and spend far too much time in it.

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What does it look like in your mind's eye?"

I always imagine it as Club Tropicana

But I wish George Michael was here. He was delicious

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"It’s a rundown estate populated by people shouting at each other down corridors and from 3rd floor windows “Suziesurrey has the best tits on fab and you lot can fuck off” they yell, followed by “whose having what for tea? Oi you can’t go to Iceland you’re an uncle not a MUM ffs” etc

The sound of radio 3 plays over the crumbling edifices of former community. Sun setting. Chris from Basingstoke is dogging in a burnt out fiesta. Wait til she hears him call her a burnt out fiesta. All hells gonna break lose

In lounge town. "

A Shameless vibe

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

A plush bar . Big comfy sofas and chairs . A good playlist. A few dark corners for dark deeds. From the outside doesn't look like much but inside is impressive

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Like underneath the bridge of an inner city canal, with graffiti everywhere, trolleys poking out of the water, an over-flowing dog poop bin and some poor old fella wondering why so many people have congregated in his favourite fishing spot, oh and there’s an old red leather (pvc) armchair in the stinging nettles, where the sultans of swing hold court. "

Love this too

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Drs waiting room

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By *uriousscouserWoman
over a year ago

Wirral

Whatever the room looks like, the carpets would be sticky enough to grab the shoes right off your feet.

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By *ranny-CrumpetWoman
over a year ago

The Town by The Cross

The Fab Lounge ......

High gloss black doors open into a red and gold hall with an off centre marble stair case. At the foot of the stairs is a sign pointing left with the words.... Fab this way ..... Pinned to a faded green curtain is the word Lounge....

Pushing past the curtain we wobble down industrial steel black steps to an unpainted brick fashioned cellar. Still holding on to trust and belief in our hearts we push back the double doors and do the 300 yard walk of shame to Jim's shed where many overweight german sounding people swathed in leather gauchos serve 2litre flagons of larger to people who pretend to think the price is fair .... As more people enter we are forced to move to the rear of the shed where we discover all the beautiful people are naked and posing or at it like rabid dogs around the heated pool. Just as we get close enough for a swim we notice the pool has a delicate surface of jizz and chest hair so we decide to head back to the bar but we can't get past the bbws doing their latest rendition of all the single ladies.... we notice that person we'd seen on the train earlier. The pervy , creepy one , the one we wanted to make sure we never got talking to .. all of a sudden they seem remarkably fuckable..... and so we do. We do a fantastic balancing act on one arse cheek and one leg in the water.. Never let morals or standards get in the way of a good fuck ...... The Fab Lounge Motto......

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By *olly_chromaticTV/TS
over a year ago

Stockport


"Do you want to share my book or will you have your own? Quiet companionship, or get to know each other a little?

I'd love to find out more about the history of mathematics, I'm a bit of a maths geek but know very little about the history. We can chat when we feel like it and then go back to our own books too. I've brought along Where The Crawdads Sing because everyone keeps telling me I should read it but I can't get beyond the first chapter.

J"

Just make sure that you tell me if I get carried away about why we had twelve inches in a foot, and twelve pennies in a shilling. Or about any other fascinating bit of mathematic or scientific trivia. It's fine if I'm not boring you, but sometimes I miss hints that changing the topic would be appreciated. I sometimes wonder if I even miss subtle offers to go explore upstairs, though really I probably wouldn't be very good at whatever it is that happens up there...

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I picture it like a school playground before pick up time. A big circle gathered around chatting with lots of hangers on shuffling about.

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By *den-Valley-coupleCouple
over a year ago

Cumbria

Like old used orgy bed where we are all to scard to put the black ligh on in fear of what we are sitting in..

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By *ulieAndBeefCouple
over a year ago

Manchester-ish


"Just make sure that you tell me if I get carried away about why we had twelve inches in a foot, and twelve pennies in a shilling. Or about any other fascinating bit of mathematic or scientific trivia. It's fine if I'm not boring you, but sometimes I miss hints that changing the topic would be appreciated. I sometimes wonder if I even miss subtle offers to go explore upstairs, though really I probably wouldn't be very good at whatever it is that happens up there..."

Will do! That sounds genuinely fascinating. You've reminded me that I've got a book called Humble Pi that I've been meaning to read.

I know exactly what you mean about the subtle hints. There's so much flirting in here that I'd think it was just that unless someone took me by the hand and said "Let's go upstairs"

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"The Fab Lounge ......

High gloss black doors open into a red and gold hall with an off centre marble stair case. At the foot of the stairs is a sign pointing left with the words.... Fab this way ..... Pinned to a faded green curtain is the word Lounge....

Pushing past the curtain we wobble down industrial steel black steps to an unpainted brick fashioned cellar. Still holding on to trust and belief in our hearts we push back the double doors and do the 300 yard walk of shame to Jim's shed where many overweight german sounding people swathed in leather gauchos serve 2litre flagons of larger to people who pretend to think the price is fair .... As more people enter we are forced to move to the rear of the shed where we discover all the beautiful people are naked and posing or at it like rabid dogs around the heated pool. Just as we get close enough for a swim we notice the pool has a delicate surface of jizz and chest hair so we decide to head back to the bar but we can't get past the bbws doing their latest rendition of all the single ladies.... we notice that person we'd seen on the train earlier. The pervy , creepy one , the one we wanted to make sure we never got talking to .. all of a sudden they seem remarkably fuckable..... and so we do. We do a fantastic balancing act on one arse cheek and one leg in the water.. Never let morals or standards get in the way of a good fuck ...... The Fab Lounge Motto......"

I’ve never felt queasy and turned on at the same time before

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By *olly_chromaticTV/TS
over a year ago

Stockport


"Just make sure that you tell me if I get carried away about why we had twelve inches in a foot, and twelve pennies in a shilling. Or about any other fascinating bit of mathematic or scientific trivia. It's fine if I'm not boring you, but sometimes I miss hints that changing the topic would be appreciated. I sometimes wonder if I even miss subtle offers to go explore upstairs, though really I probably wouldn't be very good at whatever it is that happens up there...

Will do! That sounds genuinely fascinating. You've reminded me that I've got a book called Humble Pi that I've been meaning to read.

I know exactly what you mean about the subtle hints. There's so much flirting in here that I'd think it was just that unless someone took me by the hand and said "Let's go upstairs" "

Even then, I might well say "just let me finish this chapter". Then I look around and they've gone...

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"It’s a rundown estate populated by people shouting at each other down corridors and from 3rd floor windows “Suziesurrey has the best tits on fab and you lot can fuck off” they yell, followed by “whose having what for tea? Oi you can’t go to Iceland you’re an uncle not a MUM ffs” etc

The sound of radio 3 plays over the crumbling edifices of former community. Sun setting. Chris from Basingstoke is dogging in a burnt out fiesta. Wait til she hears him call her a burnt out fiesta. All hells gonna break lose

In lounge town.

A Shameless vibe "

Mods! Scatta!

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By *inky_couple2020Couple
over a year ago

North West


"It’s a rundown estate populated by people shouting at each other down corridors and from 3rd floor windows “Suziesurrey has the best tits on fab and you lot can fuck off” they yell, followed by “whose having what for tea? Oi you can’t go to Iceland you’re an uncle not a MUM ffs” etc

The sound of radio 3 plays over the crumbling edifices of former community. Sun setting. Chris from Basingstoke is dogging in a burnt out fiesta. Wait til she hears him call her a burnt out fiesta. All hells gonna break lose

In lounge town.

A Shameless vibe

Mods! Scatta! "

What about rockers?!

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By *olly_chromaticTV/TS
over a year ago

Stockport


"Just make sure that you tell me if I get carried away about why we had twelve inches in a foot, and twelve pennies in a shilling. Or about any other fascinating bit of mathematic or scientific trivia. It's fine if I'm not boring you, but sometimes I miss hints that changing the topic would be appreciated. I sometimes wonder if I even miss subtle offers to go explore upstairs, though really I probably wouldn't be very good at whatever it is that happens up there...

Will do! That sounds genuinely fascinating. You've reminded me that I've got a book called Humble Pi that I've been meaning to read.

I know exactly what you mean about the subtle hints. There's so much flirting in here that I'd think it was just that unless someone took me by the hand and said "Let's go upstairs" "

Well if you get to finish "Humble Pi" and want to exchange for "Pi in the Sky", do drop me a line sometime! We can meet up on the corner sofa in the lounge...

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By *orphia2003Woman
over a year ago

Tonypandy.

Sounds of crashing pans and rock music come from the kitchen.

At regular intervals, a loud fat (and probably d*unk) Welsh woman brings all manner of cake and sweet treats which she tries to force onto anyone in the lounge.

On Fridays there is curry.

When the crashing stops, she can usually be found asleep d*unk in the cupboard.

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By *hePerkyPumpkinTV/TS
over a year ago

Bristol

Two tightly knit groups of people chatting

A few stragglers hanging around the edges trying to join in

And a few sallow masturbators fapping away in the corner jizzing on the curtains

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