my name kinkyluton
i pick kinky,cause sounds do worry it sounds like its a ladys word
as blokes i dont know
also i find kinky sounds better then not good a
then luton
a market town and municipal borough in the southern or Luton parliamentary division of Bedfordshire, England, 30 m. N.W. by N. of London by the Midland railway, served also by a branch of the Great Northern. Pop. (1901) 36,404. It lies in a narrow valley on the south flank of the Chiltern Hills, on the upper part of the river Lea. The church of St Mary is mainly Decorated, but has portions of Early English and Perpendicular work. It has brasses and monuments of interest and a late Decorated baptistery of stone, an ornate roofed structure, octagonal in form. The font within it is Early English. Luton is the principal seat in England of the straw-plait manufacture, and large quantities of hats and other straw goods have been exported, though in recent years the industry has suffered from increased foreign competition. The industry originated with the colony of straw-plaiters transplanted by James I. from Scotland, whither they had been brought from Lorraine by Queen Mary. The town has also foundries, motor car works and other manufactures. The borough is under a mayor, 6 aldermen and 18 councillors. Area, 3133 acres.
thats where luton comes from
and that my dear is how spencer became kinkyluton
good question
the first swinging party I ever attended was fancy dress and yes u guessed it - I went as a bunny girl
I was so shy that night and didn't chat to many people never mind swing so the next time I met with some people who had been there they all remembered me as Bunny
It stuck, had the name a couple yrs now but had to amend it here as it had already been registered
BTW still do have the ears n tail lol
1976 could be the year she lost her cherry
they do say a lady never forgets
hahaha is my date of birth haha lady never forgets well lets just say it was only the first and certainly wasnt the best and from what canI remember Id rather forget!!
As for fruity its a derivative of fruitcake a previous username which just sort changed a bit (fruitcake just makes me sound like a total nutjob! which helps sometimes!)
Well ours is obvious! :giggle:
hmmmm could it be
RIGHTEOUS SEX AT BECKYS 2NIGHT
RSAB2???????
Well it all started about oh, 40 plus years ago as I recall.
By all accounts a bright sunny day, there I was enjoying a suck on a rusk whilst kicking my legs to make the chair that was hanging from the door frame bounce up and down, when some fat faced bloke, with hairy arms and a whiff of Old Holborn about him, snatched me up from the chair with the words "come on then lets got you sorted"
within minutes, my little world was turned upside down as the rusk was snatched from my grasp, my romper suit was wrenched from my body and without 'a by your leave' the nappy that had a comforting warmth and dampness about it that had taken nearly two hours to fill, was removed with the usual mock gagging sounds (so predictable) I was then layed prostrate and naked on a padded mat that despite the weather was damn cold to the skin. I protested as best I could by promptly trying to piss all over my tormenter but to no avail, my ankles were grabbed in a bear like grip and I was hoisted upside down.
Seing as the pissin hadn't worked, I tried for the sympathy vote by whimpering, but again to no avail as my arse and scrotum were attacked with numerous chemicals and creams on wollen pads. Only after my attackers were fully satisfied that I met their standards was I lowered back down to earth to have a rather rough new nappy applied.
I waited for the usual pain to come from being stuffed back into my romper suit (just watch an adult change a bed cover and you will know what I mean) but was pleasantly surprised, to be fitted into a very soft cotton garment without my limbs being bent backwards. I was less than pleased when I finally looked down as this appeared to be a very long dress and I was adament that when I tried to piss on people, it shot straight up which to my mind, made me a boy. It was only years later that I found out the garment was a christening gown and acceptable garb for the event to come which as I recall consisted of another old geezer in a frock and collar, chucking water all over me .
That apparently is how I got my name and I've used it ever since.
It's an eighties cult film, involving three main characters, our nic is the initials of the film title!
i so need to find some one whos in the know
like they say if u dont know u better get to know
hi ho hi ho its off to google i go
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