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Alright, I'm getting to the age myself now where people I've known in the past are pushing up the daisies. When I was 14 years old I did one of those underhanded sneaky sleepy feet moves to one of my sister's friends. Fast forward to present 26 years later I found out she just recently died from cancer. Its been since the early 90's the last time I've even seen or talked to her.
She wasn't an "intimate relation," but is the only person I can recall that has passed away who's feet I at least had my way with. Leaving me with a weird feeling...
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so far for me no not yet, but how far did u go with her feet LD?
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I felt like this when a chick that I had a huge hard on for passed away...it just felt kind of weird because I felt not only sad at the news but when I thought of her I thought of the naughty things...
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Having "aquaintances" of any kind who have died certainly can is very sobering. And not just death but the other things in life they get into. After we broke up, the girl I dated all through HS and early college started smoking, drinking, married, divorced, then married a drug abuser. She was a very nice girl and deserved better. Anyway...
As you can guess, I wasn't much of a player, more into monogamy. I only messed around a wee bit with one other girl- nothing to talk about- and nothing with her feet. But I do understand where you're coming from bro.
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Although you do have a *few* years on me LD I can imagine how weird it might feel. I worry about some of my exes because of the lifestyles they've chosen for themselves. So I guess the answer for me is *not yet* but it's something I'm bracing myself for.
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I was with a girl once who slowly turned into a junkie. We'd had great sex but as you can imagine, the attraction considerably lessened the more dope she did until I broke up with her. She died a few months later of an overdose and I'll never forget the way that made me feel, it was such a waste of a beautiful human being.
Needless to say I was naive enough to try and 'save' her in the few months following our break up and I've even felt guilty for breaking up with her but there's just no reasoning with junkies, they're headed for destruction. It's been one of life's harder lessons.
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When I was twenty I had been seeing a girl for the best part of two years, so it was reasonably serious. For various reasons we drifted apart. Four years later I had married my wife and walking down our town's mainstreet one day I saw her again (she lived out of town), as I was newly married at the time, I didn't make contact with her. Six weeks later my mother who was friends with her mother told me she had died of Hodgkin's disease (similar to leukaemia). It left quite bitter taste in my mouth as she was the first girl I had ever really loved.
quote:Originally posted by LeDaemon: Alright, I'm getting to the age myself now where people I've known in the past are pushing up the daisies. When I was 14 years old I did one of those underhanded sneaky sleepy feet moves to one of my sister's friends. Fast forward to present 26 years later I found out she just recently died from cancer. Its been since the early 90's the last time I've even seen or talked to her.
She wasn't an "intimate relation," but is the only person I can recall that has passed away who's feet I at least had my way with. Leaving me with a weird feeling...
i've never experienced this but the thought has crossed my mind when i'm at funerals and the widow or widower is crying
it would feel so strange to be sexual with a girl and than find out they died, even more strange to see their lifeless body in a casket
heck i felt strange when anna nicole smith died because i had a big crush on her when i was about 14 and i fantasized a few times about titty fucking her
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Not yet, but then again I'm in my early 20's But the thought has crossed my mind. I guess we'll see in the next 20+ yrs.
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I haven't quite reached the age where I turn to the Obituaries page first (some of my friends do) but I've lost a few through accidents, drugs, and disease. Most notable was my first "Summer Love" (hers were the only feet that ever smelled good to me) who succumbed to a combination of things including M.S. Didn't hear about it until more than a year later.
As I've said in other matters: I never out-played my guitar-playing competitors, just out-lasted them.
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I had an affair with my mates wife, Nerida, about 11 years ago. It was a very weird scene she got me into. Primarily, she was setting me up with a friend of hers, who, to put it mildly, was nuts. I always used to rub Nerida's feet, and we were always talking personal stuff. I was the only guy she could talk to. I wont go into details (boy, i would like to!), but she ended up leaving my mate for the builder who renovated their house. Not long later, she got cervical cancer. But, she was pregnant with her 4th child. Thing was, this was a girl. She only ever wanted a girl. She refused treatement, had the girl, and died a week later. I think of her often. She hated my wife, who i met after Nerida and i were fooling around, but i always loved that special connection we had.
I hit 45 next month, and Nerida is more or less the only friend who i care about has croaked. I am still great mates with her ex (my mate) who is going out with another old, dear friend of mine (who is best friends with Heather, a girl i have posted on here a few times).
The really odd thing i find out now, and it doesnt involve worrying about dying, is how much a bunch of debauched, drunken, druggie people we are. I thought early - mid 40's people wore cardigans and were dull Scrabble players.
Well, i couldnt be more wrong! We could put some "ravers" to shame!
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