I've got a few (small) stories, most of them involving beautiful young women - and obviously a few about the fugly ones. But the common thread through all my stories is that nothing ever happens - the furthest I've ever gone with a 'groupie' is a half-hearted kiss, totally by my choice (no, I'm not just saying that)... so all of them end on the same MrKnobs-esque theme - 'what are you, some kinda f*cking nice guy??'
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