I would like to share with you an incident which led me to recognise that I was dominant sexually, and which was probably one of the most intense happenings of my then young life!!
I was 23 yrs old, and out in a strange town that I was visiting some friends in. My friends and I had gone from pub to pub, and in no time at all they all drifted off until it was just me and one other guy, and he was very drunk!! I was not much of a drinker, but was tipsy, and after a visit to the loo found that my friend had wandered off, leaving me without a clue as to the whereabouts of the house I was stopping at! Luckily one of the people in the group I was playing darts with was good enough to let me stay at his place so off we went.
His mother was up when we got there, a very attractive older woman of about 45 I think, and a very nice house, I think the husband was a pilot for one of the popular airlines.
The son went to bed and the woman asked if I wanted a drink, she had been at the brandy
