Napoleon used to write to Josephine: "Back in three days. Don't wash."
I'm devout coward, but I too love the reek of unwashed cunt. Three years or more ago I used to get that - and a great deal more too filthy and imaginative to talk about in this respectable forum - from a girl called Kali on AW.
She suddenly disappeared, having been outed by some twat to her parents, but now she's back, though not yet on AW as they seem to be dragging their feet.
I saw her two nights ago in her car on the Downs in Bristol. She's a voluptuous creature, nice face, good company. We had a glorious time in the the back of her smallish car ... with, believe it or not, her amiable Rottweiler in the front.
She hadn't washed for three days. I was in heaven for half an hour. I'll see her again in a few days. She comes up with THE most imaginative ideas. I'm thinking about three-somes.
That's it, folks!