In the early 90s I went to a few B&S balls out west to catch up with mates from school, including wbute on here. I would take the sandman and natuarally sleep off a skinful of grog in the van overnight. There were rarely any other vans out west, most of the guys had utes.
Anyway on one of these nights, 2 young ladies, who I had met through mutual friends, ditched the idea of sleeping in the ute with their respective boyfriends (it was frosty night) and decided to sleep in the van with me. Nothing actually happened, I was a perfect gentleman (idiot), but on the upside my mate wbute came to see me in the morning- opened the back of the van- saw the girls and quickly whipped the back down with a hasty sorry. I don't think I ever told him that it was more innocent than it looked.
Steve
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