Edwinadolly - A life in Pink
Chapter 7

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At last,somewhere where I felt like I fitted in and felt like I had a family and a niche of my own.Too much beer,plenty of bikers and plenty of friends. 

Whilst I had been getting used to living on my own,I struck up a friendship with a girl called Jo (Joanne) at the place where I worked,Wycombe Marsh Paper Mill.She looked almost boyish and to be honest,I wondered if she was into women at first?.Jo was always friendly towards me and used to shout "you're fit" to me sometimes as I passed by her,maybe it was you'll fit?hahaha,anyway,she started to give me a lift home in her Triumph Toledo and she also tried to teach me to swim,she was there to pick up the pieces when me and John split up.I even went and had my very first Tattoo with her!,it was something that I had wanted ever since I was about 17.As soon as we got into the Tattooists,I knew exactly the one I wanted!,there on the wall was a Cherry with a 6 and a 9 dancing around it,Cherry 69!hahaha,I was always being told that I was disgusting,so this Tattoo really suited me.
 
Then she got me to go to The Nags Head pub with her one Friday night,it was a pub well known for Hippies,Bikers,druggies and great live music,I had been here once before with Pete and our friend Pat the Hat when I was about 23,that was the first and last time that I ever tried Speed,it just didnt do anything for me,besides keep me up all night talking,but I could already do that without the speed!hahaha.
I really loved it down The Nags,for the first time in my life,I felt like I was genuinely liked,I fitted in and I could be myself.I met Biker  blokes that my brother Paul already knew,him and most of them belonged to The National Chopper Club,but I used to keep it from them who my brother was until after they had got to know me through talking,I like to do things off of my own back and wanted them to like me for me,nit because I was someones sister.
I also started going out with Chris after a couple of weeks of going into The Nags Head.He was one of the blokes that worked behind the bar,the first time we went out,he gave me a huge bag of Grass,I was a bit suspicious and asked him if I was just carrying it for him? "no,that's yours,I grow it at home" he said,I was happy with that.We ended up going back to my place,we were soon kissing and even though I had promised myself that I wasn't going to look easy.We started kissing and pretty soon his face was between my legs and his hands were all over my breasts.We did have proper sex,but he was very big and it was kind of difficult,I was very small compared to him and it kind of hurt having such a large man inside of me,I guess I wasn't used to big ones?,Vernon had one like a chipolata and Johns was just about average I suppose?.When we had finished screwing,he wanted to stay the night,I didnt want him too,so I booted him out and told him that Id see him the next day.I didn't want him to stay,I felt like the other side of the bed was Johns.This carried on for around 6 weeks and then I just sort of let him drift off,I didnt really fancy him,I was just lonely and needed someone,some women need the physical part of a relationship as much as the men do,I'm naturally one of those women.Oh,and because he worked in the pub,I did get plenty of late night after hours drinks!hahaha.
I soon made great friends with girls and boys in the pub,I got invited to parties every weekend.I went to Biker rallies and got pissed and stoned out of my head a lot of the time,at one time in 1989 at the H.O.C rally,I was so stoned on pure Marijuana and no Tobacco ciggies,that whilst I was rocking away with the Bikers and Hells Angels in the party tent,that I was so stoned,I felt like I was going to fall backwards and play Skittles!hahaha.I had to go outside and sat against a fallen tree,I shoved my hands in my pockets and just fell sideways asleep!,to be rudely woken up the next morning by an empty polystyrene cup hitting me on the head!.
I got really friendly with Ray and Jackie,the landlord and landlady,I was even persuaded to join in the Darts team ran by Jackie,whoa!,we used to have some really great laughs!,we'd go to the matches for the night out and the laugh,not to win,a good job really,cuz we were crap most of the time and were surprised when we actually won a game!hahaha.I had a game one night,and I didnt have a partner,so I had to play two of the opposing team on my own and how it was worked was:I had my three darts to their six???,they were a leg and 200 in front of me,I had no chance of winning,but I did!.The lady behind the bar at the pub The Belle view even turned to me and congratulated me.I loved some of the women from the Darts team to bits!,Jackie loved it because I was always telling them any jokes that I had heard and she'd laugh her head off and tell me I was a one.Marilyn was Jackies best friend and she was lovely to me,she'd always be giving me money to put into the juke box and I could always choose the records that I liked amd there was Pauline,oh,she was really great and really nice,they all were.They all knew that I was a bit short of cash because of all the debt I incurred because of my place,they always saw me okay for a drink.If I ever win the lottery of anything?,I shall certainly treat these women back to show them how grateful I was.
 
I  used to smoke a joint every night when I got back from The Nags,it was the only way I could get to sleep,rhat and a bit of playing with myself,I find that always sends me to sleep!,it's not as good as real sex,but it's better than nothing eh?hahaha.But I only seemed to need a good four hours sleep of a night and then I would be as right as rain and ready for the next day ahead.
I had a couple of flings with two other blokes,one of them was a bloke from Gosport called Mark,oh,he was cute!,he was a biker and I met him one Saturday night in the Nags,he had come in with Penny and her boyfriend Dave and with Mandy,a girl that was soon to be one of my best friends down the Nags.He had thick long frizzy hair and sideburns just like Mungo Jerrys,his nickname was 'The Wizard'.I was sat at the bar with a beer,chit chatting with various friends in there.Mark sat next to me and Mandy next to him,I didn't mean to,but I sort of overheard a conversation about sex between him and Mandy and it got me to blurting out laughingly "So long as you don't slip it into the wrong hole",Mark turned to me and in a quoet voice he replied "No,that could be painful for both participants couldn't it?",so me and him got chatting,Mandy looked over and laughs saying "Be careful of him,he's weird"hahaha,so I got taking to her too.A bit later on,the pub was shutting and there was to be a party at 'The Whitehouse',a huge Bungalow in the middle of nowhere where we often had all night biker parties.So I went along with Mandy and Mark in the back of Teresa and Paddys old Van,that was quite often our transport.Mark seemed kind of forlorn?,but as I didn't know him,I just thought that that was his way?.I kind of drifted around chatting to people and having a laugh and then going back and talking to Mark.When the party ended,around 3 ish,I got a lift with Penny,Dave and Mark,I got them to drop us back at my place.Me and Mark went in,we both got undressed and lay in bed starkers together,but we didn't have sex,we just lay there and talked for the rest of the night,he talked about his ex-girlfriend called Sarah and said that he would never have her back,I told him all about John and said that I would have him back,so that was that.He went off in the morning saying that he'd see me the next weekend.
I was really exciteable all of that week,Dave,Pennys bloke couldn't stop laughing when I was asking about Mark,they had never heard me going crazy over a bloke in there before.But Mark never turned up and I was sad,Dave said that Marks truck had broken down and that he couldn't make it. I suppose looking at it now,he wasn't going to come and meet some woman that still wanted her ex boyfriend was he?.I did see him a couple of months later,but we just sort of smiled at each other and no more.
Then along came Vince,he was Corries (my sister inlaws) younger brother,he was about three years younger than me and a bit of a Punk Rocker,he had hair all sticking up and blonde like Billy Idol.He came into the Nags one Wednesday night whilst I was palying darts for the team.Of course,we got chatting etc and he wanted to know if I wanted to go back to his palce with him as he had a goos bottle of wine?,I politely refused saying that I had to get up for work in the morning,but we agreed to meet up on the same Friday night.
 
Then along came Vince,he was Corries (my sister in-laws) younger brother,he was about three years younger than me and a bit of a Punk Rocker,he had hair all sticking up and blonde like Billy Idol.He came into the Nags one Wednesday night whilst I was palying darts for the team.Of course,we got chatting etc and he wanted to know if I wanted to go back to his palce with him as he had a goos bottle of wine?,I politely refused saying that I had to get up for work in the morning,but we agreed to meet up on the same Friday night.
Friday night came along and I got into the pub at around 8.30,my usual time for getting in there.Straightaway I was pounced on by Vince "I thought you wasn't coming?" he said worriedly,I explained to him that I never got into the pub until around 8.30 and then he took me over to meet his friends whom he had brought with him.We all sat and had a laugh etc and I arranged to meet with them again on the Saturday night.We met up again,laughing and drinking etc,at the end of the evening Vince asked if he could walk me home?.So we walked back to my place,it was only around the corner and halfway up a hill.We got in,had a cup of tea and then started kissing.We eneded up in bed and considering he was quite thin,he was well built,if you know what I mean?hahaha,I told him this and he said at least he had something to thank his dad for!.I had never done it with anyone younger than me before,but he seemed to know the ropes?,so I wasn't disappointed.We met up and either went to his or my place after the pub for around 6 weeks and then we sort of drifted away from each other,we didn't really have anything in common and he didn't know what he wanted,I suppose we were both just lonely?.I was sort of upset,it seemed that I was just drifting from bloke to bloke and not getting anywhere,was I ever going to find someone special that would think the same about me?.
In between the men in my life though,I had a really wonderful time with my friends.I had made special friends with two girls called Mandy and Teresa,man.these two were crazy,just like me!.Although I must admit,when I first used to see them in the pub,before I got to know them,I had my doubts about them,they would always come in dressed in vey short skirts,tight upto their @ss and I thought maybe they were some kind of slappers?,but I am happy to say that I was wrong,you can't judge a book by it's cover.
We would sit in the Nags on a Friday evening,when all of the yuppie office girls and boys would be in there and us three would really go to town!.We wouldnt insult them or anything like that,we would just sit and talk dirty and time ourselves to see how long it would be until they left?!hahaha.One night we were on about prostitutes,I turned round and said that:The nearest I have ever become to being a prostitute is when I lived with my ex-boyfriend Pete.I was supposed to be going to the coast on a day trip with some of the women I worked with and Pete wanted a leg over,he gave me £20.00 not to go to the coast that day and give him a leg over instead,so,I gave him 5 minutes work and he gave me £20.00 hahaha.After we'd done,he went to the pub and I went to the town to spend my ill gotten gains.We really howled with laughter over that one. I loved these two,we could really get down to the nitty gritty of life and sex and not think anything of it,we were all broad minded and didn't give a damn what we said.We also had a male friend called Fred,he was a nice little Hippy bloke and we always treated him like on of the girls,he'd come out on the town with us and reckoned a night out with us girls was much more fun than a night out with the boys!hahaha.
On a Friday and saturday night,when the pub had closed,if there wasn't a perty going on somewhere?,we'd all troop off to Mandys house down Plumer Road,the other end of town.There would be Mandy,Teresa,me and Fred,we'd sit there playing music and just chatting and putting the world right.Teresas boyfriend Paddy would come and collect her,then the three of us would sit there and chill,usually getting stoned and stay the rest of the night.
I loved Mandys house,it was like a Managerie,she worked for an advertising company and they would often use exoric animals in their adverts,yes,live ones!.Mandy would always end up going home with the animals.I used to end up sleeping in the back bedroom where Mandy kept a baby Crocodile,a baby Alligator,both in different glass aquariums and her pet Gerbils,she knew I loved my Gerbils!.She took the pet Crocodile from it's aquarium one night,he was only about a foot long,I went to stroke it and Mandy said to be careful as he snapped his little jaws at me,even at only a foot long,he could still break a finger with a bite!,cool!!!.Mandy also had a Blind Parrot,a Mexican Red kneed Spider,some kind of poison Toads,a beautiful Chameleon in her bathroom on the towel rail over the bath,she used to have to wash the Chameleon shit from out of the bath each time she wanted to use it!hahaha.She also had a great big Tarantula in a plastic box,of he spread his legs out,he was the size of a dinner plate.I hate Spiders,and yet,I had my face around 6 inches away from him,he didn't seem as frightening as the usual house Spiders?.She also had a cat called Rags,and he was a vicious little bastard!,much worse than her 'dangerous' animals!.
I met loads of wonderful people down that pub,a lot of them were younger than me,and yet they always treated me like their little sister,boys and girls alike.
One night,I had been drinking there and talking to Rodent,he was a great big hulk of a bloke,long browny hair and beard to match,he must have been about 6ft3' tall?,but he was a gentle giant.He often used to take me home on his bike,once there,we would just sit in my room and just al for hours on end about anything and everything.Anyway,this night we were sat there talking about music and having a good old laugh.Although I am a very feminine looking girl,I have always made good friends with blokes,and I do mean friends without the sex bit.The bikers in there would tell me anything and everything about their bike runs and the exploits,even the sexual ones that they got upto on them,they knew I was open minded and would laugh with them about it all.Once it was time to go home,Rodent wasn't going my way that night,so he said cheerio and I started walking up the road to go home.A minute later,there was this guy at my side,he asked if he could walk up the road with me?,and said that he'd heard me talking about music in the pub.I was a bit pissed off having my personal space invaded,but I was friendly and told him ok.He asked me what I thought of Elvis Presley?!!hahaha,I said what I really thought,that if he had come out now,instead of in the 1950s,that no one would bother with him,I don't think he liked that much?,yoo bad,I say what I think.I tried to shake this bloke off,he seemed kind of creepy to me?,and not just because he was a fan of Elvis either hahaha.He soon proved me right,he started to come onto me,I wasn't so much afraid,I was angry and told him so in no uncertain terms,to which he turned around and called me a slag!.The bloody cheek!,he didn't even know me,I had never even seen him in the pube before?,so I turned round and told him that he was probably a poof anyway!,not that I have anything against gay people,but I will use anything that I ahve when I am angry or afraid.I was scared that he'd follow me home,but luckily enough,I saw some other hippies coming out of the Flint,another pub,so I ran over to them,explained the situation and walked up the hill with them.
I told my friends all about my narrow escape a couple of nights later when I was down the pub,they were furious and wanted to know who he was?,if he had ever shown his face in the Nags again,he would have been mincemeat!,even Penny,who was into Tai Chi wanted to have a go at him.
Kev...
I had known Kev through my sister for a couple of years or so,I had always thought that he was kind of cute too.He had a partner and a couple of kids,but him and his partner were always messing around with other people.Anyway,one quietish Thursday night I'm sat in the Nags head when Kev and a mate came in,this wasn't his usual haunt and so it was quite a surprise to see him in there.We got chatting and laughing,he has a great sense of humour and I like that in a person.Me and him arranged for him to pick me up on the Friday evening from my place on Amersham Hill,he came and picked me up and we went to see some of his mates in Burnham.We were sitting in one of his friends houses and his friends wife was saying about this girl called Cherry,who would be at the pub where we were having the meeting,was  quite rude etc to people if she didn't like them,I said that she'd get her answer from me hahaha.It's funny really,at bikers weekly meetings,you have to be a member or a prospect of their group to be able to be at the meeting,but this didn't seem to apply to me?.We got to the meeting,I felt and looked a bit of a mess,it had been pissing with rain whilst were on our way on Kevs bike,but none of this mattered to Kev or his mates.I hit it off with Cherry straight away!,she was a Sagittarian like me,so I knew exactly where she was coming from.So,after the meeting had finished,me and Kev went off with Cherry and her husband,we went to a great big bikers pub at the time called The Wheatsheaf in Slough.Kev was a really sweet bloke,he made me feel really special and was praising me to his two friends all evening,yet he hardly knew me,for someone only one month older than me,he had a really caring and manly way about him.He made me feel like a princess,I had never felt like this in a mans company before and I really appreciated it.The four of us had great fun in that pub together,it was just like we had been friends forever.When the pub shut,we all went back to Cherrys flat in Burnham,her mum and step dad were looking after Thomas,their little boy,they were really friendly too.After the parents went home,the four of us sat and chatted for a while and then Cherry and her hubby went to bed,leaving me and Kev in the sitting room for the night.
No sooner had Cherry gone to bed,when me and Kevs hands and mouths were all over each other,I knew when  had met up with him the night before that we would end up screwing,kind of written in the stars I guess?.He kind of appreciated the black lace Teddy and stockings with suspenders underneath my T-shirt and Jeans.His hands were all over my breasts and then his mouth was between my legs and I was coming onto the end of his tongue and trying to moan quietly,so as not to disturb out hosts.I reciprocated and gave him a blow job,I don't really like doing that,but there are some people that you don't mind doing it to isn't there?,Kev was one of these people.When he had finished muffing me,he came up slowly on top of me and grinning went 'mmm,a bit fishy' hahaha,this made me laugh,I love sex,but I never take it seriously,to me,sex is different than love,sex is a physical feeling of pleasure, a kind of self satisfaction,a natural thing that I just need in my life,like breathng for me I guess?.So I do love to laugh about sex whilst I am doing it.Another thing that might surprise you about me and sex is?:This is the only time that I like to be the submissive little woman,I love to think that the man is in charge and that he knows what he's doing and knows how to please a woman sexually,but I won't ever let a man do something to me that I know I wouldn't like or that I wouldn't feel comfortable with doing,other than that,I think that sex is the only time that I am actually really feminine in my thoughts and actions.One more silly little thing:Me and my sister were talking about men giving women oral sex,she said that only two men that she had been with had done this to her,I had to admit,I have only been with three men sexually that haven't.I've never asked for it,I've never really expected it,but I just seem to have that effect on men?,maybe I just taste nice eh?hahaha:)
The next morning,we had breakfast with Cherry and her family and then left on Kevs bike.I went out with Kev again a few weeks later,he had come down the Nags and sought me out.We went to a bikers wedding,Kev had a cold and didn't feel too good,so there wasn't much of a night out this time,but I still enjoyed his company.
Dave...
I am now talking about my friend Pennys Dave,I don't know why I done it and I hope that I never hurt anyone by me doing it?.Penny and Dave had split up after some years together,Dave wanted kids,Penny didn't,that was the story I heard at the start anyway.I had always thought that Dave was good looking,he kind of looked like Billy Bob Thornton (although,I didn't know who BBT was then),but I knew from being at parties at their house at weekends that he was very male chauvinist,I hate that in a man,but there was something about him that I just liked?.
One Saturday night down the Nags,it was quite quiet,as sometimes it was.Dave came in and me and him were sat there chatting on and off,other than that,we were talking to other various friends.Near closing time Dave came upto me and said that they were having a party up his house and did I want to come?,of course I said yes,I wasn't a one to turn a party down very often,but it had been known on occassions.So I left with him and thought nothing more of it,he only lived 5 minutes away from the Nags too.We got back to his house and he went and made a cup of tea..."see,I'm not that male chaucinist" he says,he'd obviously heard what I thought about him?,not that I'm ever quiet about anything I think hahaha.After about half an hour,no one else had still turned up?,I suppose looking at it now,there was never going to be a party,Dave was just on a shagging spree where he was now single,silly me fell for it eh?.We had been taking turns making tea and chatting away about life in general,it got to about 1.30 and I said that I'd better go,he didn't try and stop me or anything.So I put my leather on and went off out of the door.When I got outside and started walking,the street was eerily quiet and quite misty,it must have been late November time,I actually felt a little scared.So I went back and knocked on Daves door,he let me in and said that I could have the bed and that he'd have the sofa,so I went upstairs and climbed into his bed,I had kept my jumper and knickers on for some reason,I didn't usually wear anything in bed.I couldn't get to sleep and sometime later dave came in besides me saying that he was freezing on the sofa,of course,silly me didn't protest.The next thing I knew Daves had was up my jumper and feeling my breasts,I asked him what he took me for?,he said nothing and that he was just cold,I was laying with my back to him,but he kept fondling my breast and I was kind of feeling horny now,I guess I'm just the girl who can't say no eh?.I turned over and we started kissing,there wasn't really any foreplay to speak of,but when he entered me I was soaking and it sure didn't take me long to come,the orgasm was very strong and very long,it felt like I hadn't been shagged for years and I sure must have woke his neighbours up with my moaning and groaning?!hahaha.The next morning he drove me home,came in for a cup of tea,and then went!.
 
I did have another encounter with Dave,it was on my 29th birthday,and I'm sure he won't forget it,even if I can't really remember it?hahaha.
Of course I was down the Nags,my brother Paul was there with his wife Corrie,she was eight months pregnant with Gary and my sister Mel was there,she had even made me a birthday cake,it had Miss Piggy on it with a pint of beer in one hand and a joint in the other!hahaha.Well,we were all in the back room of the pub,a lot of my biker mates were in there too and I was drinking pints of Newcastle Brown and Sherry in between the pints,even Jackie and Ray came in,gave me a drink and a card.It didn't really take me long to get pissed I'm afraid and I kept falling over,but the only thing that I was worried about was,my shoes kept falling off!hahaha.Ginger Andy and my brother kept standing me back up,but I'd still fall back down,Whizz wheels kept pulling my trousers down,I kept pulling them back up,then bugger me,the last time he done it,he pulled my knickers down with the trousers!,as he done that,Ray walked into the back room!hahahaha.The next thing I knew,I was sort of slouched in between my brothers legs.Apparently,Whizz wheels was rubbing the birthday cake into my face,my brother told him that he wouldn't be doing that if I was sober,as I would put him through the wall!,good old Paul!.
Now,I have to admit this shamefully,I still don't remember leaving the pub to this day,I have never been that pissed before or since that day.The next thing I knew,I was over my brother Pauls shoulder as we were going up the road,poor old Paul,even when I was slim I was no lightweight!.I sort of came round and saw Dave walking by the side of us,I remember stretching my hand out to him,I really did like this man,more than I should have.Then,and I don't remember this?,I was told it by Mel,Paul stood me up under the bridge and I promptly slid down the wall!hahaha.I came round again in Pauls sitting room,I was sat on the sofa next to Dave,someone made me a cup of tea,I don't know if I ever drank it though?.I had to go to the loo,thank god it was downstairs eh?.I was in there and I was on the floor with my head over the pan and throwing up,I even managed to lose one of my earrings down the bog!hahaha,I remember farting as I was throwing up,and I am ashamed to say that I shit myself!,although,I didn't realise it at the time.
My brother and everyone went to bed,they left me and Dave on the sofa,I had been sort of hanging around Dave since that night with him,but besides treating me like one of his mates,he didn't want to know.Well,what can I say,that Dave took advantage of me whilst I was drunk?,I'd have to say that yes,he did take advantage of me,I don't remember getting it on with him,if I had enjoyed it?,I would have remembered wouldn't I?.Anyway,I woke up at around 5 am the next morning to have a wee,Dave was asleep besides me and I went off to the loo.Man,when I pulled my trousers down,I just could not believe the mess!,there was shit everywhere!hahaha.I was stood there at 5 am.totally sober,no headache,nothing,and washing my knickers and silk black trousers,then I had a bath,wrapped the bottom half in a towel and went back to the sofa.A couple of hours later,Dave got up and went,saying that he had to go somewhere on his bike,I hope he went home and changed,if not,he must have been as much covered in shit as what I had been?,serves the bastard right eh?!!!hahahaha. 
Yes,this is exactly what you think it is,it's a 'Shit cake'!.My sisters husband Simon kindly made it for me for my 29th birthday!.I did get a normal cake from him whilst we were in the pub,but when I went around to my sisters house the day after,this was awaiting for me hahaha.There is a story around this cake however.One night when I had gone out with some of my girlfrriends from the 'Nags head pub',we had all been drinking pints of beer and we went for a curry at the local Indian afterwards.We eneded up only paying half of the bill and then done a runner.When I had got home,my stomach felt really bad,I was dying to go to the toilet but knew I wouldn't make it up the hallway to do it.I had a bucket in my room that I used as a litter bin,I always kept a carrier bag in it,so as to not make the bucket dirty,so I squatted down on the bucket and did what I had to do,it was in a 'Tesco' carrier bag of all things .So,since then,my family and friends have had the greatest delight in laughing about me shitting into Tesco carrier bags,this is the story of my cake!hahaha...
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my shit cake!

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