http://www.friendsreunited.co.uk/FriendsReunited.asp?wci=membernotes&member_key=4027815&Year=1965&school_key=10965


Wow! What a hunk! This man deserves a thread all to himself.

Thanks for this Gillian. You don’t know what you’re missing!

This link is also in the Friends Reunited thread so there are two ways of looking at Eric.

Yes, Tracey, there are two ways of looking at Eric.

1. He is a child-loving serial bigamist who openly admits to being ‘married with lots of children’.

2. He is a promiscuous homosexual who enjoys being photographed in a compromising position with two of his mats and a ‘black guy’ that he doesn’t even know.

It is possible, or probable, that when Eric learns he is the object of adoration here, he will either edit or delete his ‘member notes’.

I have, therefore, saved his beautifully crafted piece of writing and the paunchy photograph to a disc (I’m sorry that you are unable to do that, Robin) and have named the file ‘ERIC’.

I apologise for the typing error in the above message. ‘Paunchy photograph’ should of course read, ‘raunchy photograph’.

I hope you are all enjoying the poetic imagery that can be found in Eric’s writing. ‘A tent in the bush’ is worthy of W. H. Auden.

Here is a little verse that Tracey may wish to send to Eric, her hunky, spunky, chunky ex-firefighter.

When I picture you in fireman’s helmet ripping my knickers asunder
No cold cascade from your brigade
Could make me wetter down under.

In his member notes, Eric writes:

I havent [sic] a clue who the black guy is, i [sic] think he just wanted his picture taken



Black guy: Please Mister Big White Chief, me wanna be in de magic pictures box wid you and your mats.
Eric: Any more insubordination like that from you, Rastus, and I’ll send you back to Brixton.
Black guy: O.K. Bwana.

Gillian; You are going to draw fire from Fran for that last post.If she/he is not having a hot flash.

Dear Bob,

As you, and many others realise, I was merely pointing out, in my understated British way, the distinct possibility that Hunky Eric was himself being less than politically correct. You are right about Fran. She is obsessed with colour, particularly green and black, and the mere mention of either would bring on a hot flush or two.

The day that Fran finally left our Happy Circle was one of the saddest days in its history. I know she had her detractors, but I adored her. Her story of being slippered in green knickers at Wembley is one of the most erotic pieces I have ever read. But oh that she had been punished by a female teacher who gave her a hug afterwards!

Dear, dear Fran, I miss you and so does that filthy beast Mr. Harvey

Gillian

Gillian; I took your advice and checked out RGs' site.So far I like it. I do worry about posting some of my experiences on that site (they may not be welcome). Most of my CP in school was of the abusive kind.I noticed that the Timpson paddling was old news to RGs' members.

I also miss Fran,even though she left before I got here.

P.S. I have no interest in green knickers.

I suddenly realized there might be some misinterpretation to my Post Script.I do have some interest in knickers. I like them best when they are crumpled on the floor.

It is highly unlikely, Bob, that your remark will be misinterpreted (or even interpreted) by most of our readers. Have you seen the thread entitled ‘Pantophilia’? (Page 7)

An idiosyncratic and useful phrase here is ‘for clarification and the avoidance of doubt’. (See Page 10)

I am delighted to see (in recent postings) that Fran is still remembered and have included some unnecessary parentheses (in this message) as a tribute to her.

I have read the Pantophile thread.It is a tribute to the creativity and humor of our members. I really enjoyed the "green green trash of home" thread.

Right now I'm trying to come up with a way to pose as a
female P.E. teacher and give Gillian a hug after her punishment. Any ideas?

I have taken some literary license to compile this story and must give credit to someone I wish would come back.

I will protect the anonymity of our herione by using only her initials.

Miss GB is about to be punished at a school in Wembly,London. The slippering is to be formally administered at the end of a P.E.lesson The slippering is for a known offense ( breaking a coffee table while playing blind mans bluff at Fran's house)and will be accepted by GB as being justified and reasonable in the circumstances.It will be administered by the FEMALE head of the dept.GB is told to wait in a room next to the changing room while the slipper (which is a mans size eleven)is fetched.Miss GB begins to tremble when she sees it and is in an even worse state when she is told she will be getting six (very hard ones)on her bottom.Miss GB is told to bend over and touch her toes.She is wearing only her P.E. kit (which consists of a T- Shirt and her BOTTLE GREEN knickers). The slipper comes down on poor Miss GB's bottom again and again.Finally,(when it is over)Miss GB gets a HUG and A FUG from the FEMALE head and says"I am not infallible,and am barred from achieving what passes for it here on earth". Miss GB then rubbed her bum and lived happily ever after.

I could never achieve the literary excellence of Fran,but I hope you enjoyed it.

Hugs and Fugs to you Gillian, Bob T.

Dear Bob,

Thank you very much indeed for your ‘Frantasy’. I am quite overwhelmed. You have captured the very essence of the writing style of, as she is referred to by Mr. Harvey, ‘The Queen of the Parenthesis’.

So touched am I by your kindness that I shall be sending in, within the next few minutes, another piece about dear, dear Stephen and dear, dear Chrissie.

Gillian

I'm glad you liked the story. Thanks for continuing to
post the Chrissie story.

I've decided to start posting some more of my CP experiences.I've been putting it off for some time now,because they dredge up a lot of unpleasant memories.I could almost write a book about a two year period starting in the fifth grade. But, right now I have to go to work.

P.S. I work as a part time Faith Healer,Proctologist,
and pygotripsis/spanking instructor.I try to incorporate them all at the same time.Female clients only. If you can visualize that.

Bob - a faith healer?

Are you then, Bob, one of ‘Gard’s Wurd’ Spreaders? If so, you may be familiar with another of your number who preached in Illinois, the Reverend Leroy Jenkins. (His activities are mentioned elsewhere on this forum. I am sorry I am unable to find the thread).

In the late 1970’s Leroy was able to fill the enormous Auditorium Theater in Chicago where he spread the ‘wurd’ four times a day; which means that more than twenty-five thousand people came to watch and wonder. Leroy would strut in front of them, and sweat profusely, and snarl as he talked of rapists and ‘preverts’, and sing, at frequent intervals, the name ‘Jeeserse’. In between he would rescue an old lady or two from the clutches of terminal cancer, or instruct a cripple to throw away his sticks.

Having been found guilty of extortion, Leroy subsequently spent time behind bars.

Actually I thought the idea of someone sticking a finger up someones butt ,and praying that thier hemmroids would go away, while spanking with the other hand might make you laugh.I heard part of the line in a movie and thought it was funny. I have no religious affiliation what so ever.

I hope that the following piece will help Bob to see the error of his ways for, according to Leroy and others of his ilk, such as Rex Humbard, Jerry Falwell and former Radio Luxembourg broadcaster, Garner Ted Armstrong, those without faith in Gard will surely get what’s a-comin’ to ‘em.

The favourite mood of Gard is wrath. He is easily put out and when he is, he acts ‘wrathfully’. Indulge in extra-marital sex and you’ll find yourself breaking out in sores. ‘That’s Gard’s way of letting you know he don’t approve’.

He’s a great one for famine, too. Rex Humbard and his family, Jerry Falwell and Leroy Jenkins are all overweight, but they don’t hesitate to remind the faithful that Gard’s got a famine up his capacious sleeve. “It’s on its way, folks!” says Rex, as another button pops off his shirt.

These invokers of the wilderness have several things in common, not the least impressive of which is their penchant for the ‘leesure suit’. The leesure suit outdoes the Coat of Many Colours in its brightness. To see Rex and Jerry swathed in becoming pink and blue is to marvel at the splendour of the man-made fibre. The Lamb of Gard wasn’t around when those glittering creations were being polyestered. It is strange that Gard’s Messengers should forsake his gifts of wool and cotton.

To encourage Bob to follow the path of righteousness, here (temporarily) is a nice picture of dear old Garner Ted.

Dear;dear Gillian. I have seen the error of my ways.
That was mean and cruel.You spoiled my fun.

Miss Browne. Come up to the front of the class please.
Bend over and touch your toes please.
Count off saying:
one,big boy
two,big boy
three,big boy(trembling now)
four,big boy(sobbing now)

Now, let that be a lesson to you.Return to your seat and please send some more about Chrissie.

P.S. Do you ever reply to your email? May be I used the wrong one.

Huggs and Fuggs, Bob

Dear Bob,

There are difficulties with my own e-mail address. I am sorry I cannot be more specific.

I have never visited your wonderful country, but I do have the services of a highly-trained and indefatigable research team.

Here, just for you, is a picture of the fat Reverend Jerry Falwell. Taken during one of Jerry’s ‘homosexuality is an abomination unto the Lord Gard’ speeches, Jerry was photographed at the point where he exclaimed, “I tell you, folks, some of them faggots have gotten them this big!”


Within the next few minutes I shall be sending in a short magazine article about dear, dear Stephen. An un-erotic reference to fladge is contained therein. A longer piece I hope to post tomorrow.

Gillian

Dear Gillian; I promise, I will no longer practice faith healing. From this day forward I will never, ever
,even mention the words again.Please,no more about Jerry Falwell and his ilk.

Thanks for the Chrissie story. And I think I understand about the email.

Here then, especially for Bob, is a very special picture of Big Rex Humbard, ‘Good News’ bible at the ready.

Gillian; I truely find those people( Falwell,Humbard,Jones,Ainsly and their kind)repugnant
and despicable. I have adopted a live and let live policy regarding most people.However, I despise anyone who tries to force their beliefs on other people.If they want to live that way,fine.Just don't try to drag me into their personal hell.

I spent my teenage years living in a neighborhood filled with "alternative lifestyle" people.Other than constantly having to fend off the 'chicken hawks',and later the gay men,it was a great place to live. The 70s were a time of free love and I was right in the middle of it. I have had many friends who were gay or lesbian.I did find that 'butch' women felt particularly threatened if I showed any attention to their mates,so I always backed off. I have absolutely
nothing in common with the religous right wing bastards.

Gilline – you gone and done upset BOB from Ilnios what is a v higy evaluratered contibuter to foro by sending pictures of FAT MEN with bibels to foro and BOB he has had enough of all that sort of stuff and then he writ he has had more than enou and when you has fishened doing all that about Profumero and the dening report then you is BANNED

And can you do us a bit tomorriw about a requewte for our wonderfull writers to see if they got anything about that scool in LEMMINGTON where girls was caned in assebley in the olden days
thankyou

Dear Carlandmats; Don't ban Gillian yet. I know she delights in being cruel and mean,but I want know how much time Chrissie had to do in prison.

Also, she has never given details about getting Frotted in a 'popular London dept sore'. After she does,make sure you keep her research team,they are very good.

Or perhaps you could arrange a suitable punishment for her.

Dear Bob,

Thank you for your reassuring words.

Christine was sentenced to nine months behind bars, having pleaded guilty to perjury during the Lucky Gordon trial. In the opening chapter of her first autobiography, ‘Scandal’, published in 1989, she tells of her time in the jailhouse. I will post her account of the six months she spent in Holloway Prison after I have completed ‘The Profumo Affair’ and posted extracts from ‘The Denning Report’ and been BANNED.

Here is some information for you concerning the frotting owner of the well-known department store in Knightsbridge. He claims it was ‘the fuggin Duke of Edinburgh’ that killed his son. Consequently, His Royal Highness is not allowed to enter the fuggin shop.

Gillian

Frotting Vacancy at Harrods Dept Store

Due to a recent departure, we are now recruiting:

Chief Frotter: Preference for candidate with Masters Degree in Frotting. Or a BA plus relevant work experience. Must be a self starter and able to demonstrate advanced frotting techniques.

Responsibilities include: in store frotting and the hiring and training of Jr. Frotters in advanced frotting techniques such as:

1.The check out line frott.(oops,sorry)
2.The accidental frott.(oh,excuse my hand miss)
3.The mistaken identity frott.(Oh,sorry,I thought I was goosing,pinching,grabbing my wife's bottom)

A generous starting salary with full benefits will be provided. Women are also encouraged to apply.