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Sakura | T.O.L.D.
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Tales of London Dating. The Radio Taunts Me With Its Modern Parables. Those Of Whom I Speak. July 4, 2015. July 21, 2015. A new blog, especially a new dating blog, needs a good story to kick off with. I didn’t have one. I can never tell anyone in my real life this. I’d be met with cries of bullshit! But I swear every word you are about to read is the truth. Having been cancelled on the day before (you’ll get to know. In later posts), I thought what the hell? Let’s live a little. Drink is a possibility!
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Stroke and Mirrors – Weekend of Sluttery, Part 1 | T.O.L.D.
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Tales of London Dating. The Radio Taunts Me With Its Modern Parables. Those Of Whom I Speak. Stroke and Mirrors – Weekend of Sluttery, Part 1. July 20, 2015. This weekend, I was the most awful rebound slut I can possibly be. I’d lined up three dates on consecutive nights, two of them guaranteed to involve sex. Eagle is always late. She hasn’t managed to turn up on time for one of our four dates so far but, as something of a veteran of the online dating scene, I’m used to it. That’s how I won my date with...
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When It Rains, It Pours | T.O.L.D.
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Tales of London Dating. The Radio Taunts Me With Its Modern Parables. Those Of Whom I Speak. When It Rains, It Pours. July 25, 2015. July 25, 2015. Let’s catch up on the happenings of the last couple of days. It’s a good job I haven’t had much work to do as I’ve had a lot of conversations to juggle. As you’ll know by now, Sakura. Is back and we’ve screwed all over another five-star hotel room. Thursday evening, I received a surprise message from Curly. I was supposed to be out last night with someone new...
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Bryan is Watching | T.O.L.D.
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Tales of London Dating. The Radio Taunts Me With Its Modern Parables. Those Of Whom I Speak. July 24, 2015. July 24, 2015. And I swap places; I’ve just finished in the shower so she heads in. It’s only now that I look around the opulent hotel room. Pointlessly enormous chandelier, large expensive furniture, photo of Bryan Ferry by my bedside. Dress down in this case meant super-tight black jeans (she’s a UK size 4! Sakura is back mostly because she’s bored, but also because her vastly expensive matching ...
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Dash | T.O.L.D.
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Tales of London Dating. The Radio Taunts Me With Its Modern Parables. Those Of Whom I Speak. July 26, 2015. How do you teach a grown woman how to kiss? Seconds in to my rescheduled date with Dash (so called for her hyphenated given name) and our lips are together. Our texts and phonecalls have gotten steamy over the few days that we’ve been chatting and, after she had repeatedly said she liked the look of my lips, I promised her a minimum of one kiss. I had thought the hard, closed-lips pecks on first me...
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“I don’t think it’s diseased, but it sure is sore” – Weekend of Sluttery, Addendum | T.O.L.D.
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Tales of London Dating. The Radio Taunts Me With Its Modern Parables. Those Of Whom I Speak. I don’t think it’s diseased, but it sure is sore – Weekend of Sluttery, Addendum. July 21, 2015. July 21, 2015. 48 hours on from the end (climax? Of my Weekend of Sluttery, and I’m still feeling the effects. My quads and hamstrings in particular feel like they’ve been through the workout of a lifetime. I legitimately struggled to climb a stalled escalator on the Underground this morning! While I’m sure Eagle.
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July | 2015 | T.O.L.D.
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Tales of London Dating. The Radio Taunts Me With Its Modern Parables. Those Of Whom I Speak. July 26, 2015. On the way home from my date with Dash. My phone is ablaze. First, she texts me very simply I WANT YOU! And we chat, somewhat sexually, throughout the first part of my journey. On the last leg, I get an obviously drunk series of messages from Sharp. And now she’s phoning me! Eventually a crap connection cuts us off and I think no more of it. She’s funny when she’s drunk and randy. I remind her that...
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Post-Dash | T.O.L.D.
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Tales of London Dating. The Radio Taunts Me With Its Modern Parables. Those Of Whom I Speak. July 26, 2015. On the way home from my date with Dash. My phone is ablaze. First, she texts me very simply I WANT YOU! And we chat, somewhat sexually, throughout the first part of my journey. On the last leg, I get an obviously drunk series of messages from Sharp. And now she’s phoning me! Eventually a crap connection cuts us off and I think no more of it. She’s funny when she’s drunk and randy. I remind her that...
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T.O.L.D. | Tales of London Dating | Page 2
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Tales of London Dating. The Radio Taunts Me With Its Modern Parables. Those Of Whom I Speak. 8220;Pretty Eyed, Pirate Smile…”. September 6, 2016. September 6, 2016. It’s hard to communicate just how tiny Tiny Dancer is. The first I see of her are her flower-adorned hair slides as they appear in my field of vision at around chest height, followed by huge dark eyes and a large grin, smiling up at me. She has been very high up in companies you would know), qualified pilates instructor and keen horse rider&#...
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Down With The Sickness | T.O.L.D.
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Tales of London Dating. The Radio Taunts Me With Its Modern Parables. Those Of Whom I Speak. Down With The Sickness. August 10, 2015. Dating and writing about it were knocked for six by a combination of a Tube strike and me suddenly becoming very ill. I don’t get ill. If I’ve needed to take more than two sick days a year, I’ve had a very bad year. This week, I was in a hospital bed for the first time since birth. This week, I became a big fan of the intravenous drip. Her dubious smooching skills aside, I...
