 Picture this:
I'm sitting in a chair, reclined back, feet propped up on a slightly more elevated bar stool, 17.5lbs hanging from my penis (with a BIB hanger), the door opens, in walks my girlfriend at the time (a few hours earlier than expected), "OMG, WTF are you doing???" (door slams shut with her leaving probably in shock, and psychological denial of what she *may* have just seen) That's how she found out. She got used to it after a while, but that was a real in your face way to 'break the ice' per se.
Usually it's only been the woman I'm dating, or have living with me who knows. |