Slag meeting

Last Friday, Ophelia, Desdemona and I conducted a slag meeting after, what seemed to be, an era.

It's always so good to see them. To have dinner and to discuss the latest antics.

It seems that Desdemona's relationship is 'dead serious' and that she and Othello couldn't be happier.

Neither could her puppy, however, judging by the photo of his erect penis we passed around the table. It was huge. And for such a small puppy.

'Has he, you know, stopped trying to provide you with oral sex?' I asked.

'Oh yes, he's over that now, he prefers to fuck his teddy bears now. In fact, he was mid hump when I took this photo', came Desdemona's reply.

Definitely a move in the right direction I thought.

Then the conversation shifted to a photo of one of our tutors at university, whose cock we'd only recently managed to see on the web!

'It looked awful' we all agreed, even though it was huge. I know I shouldn't say this, but he looked like a pedophile. A cross between a grisly bear and a head teacher.

'Who would actually stand there and let somebody take photos of them looking like that?' pondered Desdemona.

I wasn't so sure, I mean so many people take filthy photos of themselves don't they? Some propping themselves up against the head board, bribing the GirlF with promises of Dairy milk. Others take full blown videos of themselves ejaculating over black suede shoes. And some, some take pictures of themselves inserting various household objects into their various orifices.

It's true, this tutor of ours was by no means an attractive male, but to imagine that he allowed himself to be photographed with a semi erection, is somewhat unsettling. Surely you'd imagine tutors to exercise a little more caution. The only way I got a hold of the photo was through a friend of mine who he'd sent it to and who was, in fact, one of his past students.

On the subject of sleeping with students, I wondered how long this particular doctrine lasted. Even once the teaching period has ended, are teachers forever obliged to keep their students at arm's length? Or can they follow their desires unashamedly.

Anyways, so, after dinner the slags and I went for cocktails and bumped into Desdemona's ex. Yes, he of the handjob in the lecture theatre when they were an 'item'.

Now, Desdemona is a very hot chick. Super hot. But this boy, when we saw him, had totally lost his spark. He looked pathetic, in a very uncharming way. And, from the way he spoke, we were quickly able to ascertain that, given the chance, he's have tried it on with Desdemona all over again. We were out of that cocktail bar pretty quickly, needless to say. This surprises me as Desdemona, of all people, isn't overly good at running away from her ex boyfriends.

Ophelia, on the other hand, is off to 'the homeland' over Christmas. As a result, any further slag meeting will have to take place in the new year.

Note - The Dame was duly missed.