December 10th, 2009 by admin

I was the other day invited to a Ladies’ Charity Lunch Event. I had planned my diary rather well as after the lunch I was visiting a rather nice chap who requested that I bring as many sex toys as I could physically bring with me!  So I filled up my handbag with the toys and went to the lunch.  Now the wine was flowing quite freely at this lunch and have to say some of us girlies were a bit worse for wear (not moi as I knew I had to be on the ball for later……………… ).

Now I ask you a question here.  What are the chances of having a similar bag to someone else at a function?  Very rare, one would say.  However, just my luck that one other participant at this lunch (more a Ladette then Lady I have to say) had the same bag as me (unbeknown to me).  Now this woman had consumed a fair amount of wine and had forgotten which table she was seated at.  So whilst we are all having a boogie on the dancefloor, she decides to go get her bag and freshen up.  Yes you know what’s coming.  She totters around the tables and sees MY bag and yes gathers it up and heads for the loos.

Fortunately I was keeping a very beady eye on my bag and followed her swiftly!  So once inside the Ladies I politely informed her that I think she had the wrong handbag.  She wasn’t that drunk but stubborn and refused to accept that the bag was not hers.  I tried to reason with her but  she wasn’t having any of it and got rather abusive too!

I thought, right here goes, so I suggested she open the bag and have a good look inside as that would prove it was my bag!  She did this and I have to say the look on her face made me want to burst out with laughter but dignified as I am, I did not.  She went bright red and handed me the bag with a muttered apology.

Being the gracious person I am, I even offered to help her find her table and locate her bag for her!  She declined and made a hasty exit!  I wonder if she divulged what she saw in my bag!

Love

Alexandra xx