I've had quite a busy weekend. On Saturday, I went to visit a friend and we had a messy session together and on Sunday I went for a walk with another group of friends.

I went into work this morning and my boss said something along the lines of "Oh, hi Tilly, how are you, how was your weekend? What did you get up to?"

"Oh, I went round a friend's house on Saturday and then I went out into the Cotswolds yesterday"

"Sounds good! Did you get wet?"

Which, as you can imagine, threw me quite a lot! Because, yes, on Saturday I was laying in a naked ecstasy in my friend's bathtub covered in custard and trifle and all sorts of lovely sweet foods with more being added on top of me. So while I was stood there, mouth agape, trying to make sense of his question, he clarified: "it was raining yesterday, wasn't it? Did you get caught in it?"

Just thought it was a bit of a funny story that I'd share on here!

and that has given me an amazing mental image!

In a group during my sexology course:

Tutor: "Our clients are talking to us constantly about sex. At times you will get turned on, it's unavoidable"

Me: *thinks* "Yeah, right"

Tutor: "Other clients will be talking about only getting to orgasm while having baked beans poured over them..."

Me: ...*...*...errrrr...*turns beetroot*...*prays for a swift death over being noticed*.