If you've never watched this bloody brilliant show featuring Sheridan Smith - here is an example;
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pXyliE2IDQI
It would never fly in America. It was smart, and sassy and British people often have very sexual jokes/innuendo in their humor that Americans aren't ready to process and may not even find funny.
We watch shit like Friends and Roseanne.
They watch shit where people judge each other's cocks and cunnies and decide to vote them solely based on who has the biggest, or a show where two kids go up the ice cream lady and say "Show us your fanny, then?" and after she does - their minds are blown.
I'm an Anglophile and I've loved that saucy sense of humor going back to the days of Benny Hill - little titty tarts on his show in nurse costumes with lots of mascara getting groped by a little old man while Benny slaps the back of his head - that's entertainment.
I've written only a few stories set in Brittain, and my most recent one is largely influenced by the sensibilities of Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps.
I wanted to write a Sheridan Smith style character - the kind of cheeky mum you might meet in a pub that would "show her tits for a laugh" but make some self-deprecating joke about being a fat cow -when she's actually quite cute - probably has a gap in her teeth, bleached blonde hair, blue eyes - hairy quim, and all that.
https://storiesonline.net/n/30865/a-little-humiliation-never-hurt
It's called A Little Humiliation Never Hurt Anyone, Love
It's what I would consider a classic CMNF (Clothed Male/Nude female) or Embaressed Nude Female (ENF) story. The mum gets off on being snapped but even she can be embarrassed - it's just the bar is higher for her than it is her daughters- and on some level, she likes being red-faced and red arsed.
A cheeky British mum had decided that she and her daughters are going to allow her son to take "nudie snaps" (pictures) today. She insists they get their kits off and grin and bear at - at first for an hour but she enjoys the attention and the pictures so much that it stretches for much longer.
I would ask a kindly Brit to give it a read and let me know if I've made any mistakes. I have a few edits in the hopper to chapter 4 and 5 (including the pictures) that should be posted up in a few hours - hopefully by the time you read this they will be made.
The backstory of the main character is that she is from the North but lives in Surrey, so that gives me a little license to mix and match accents and cultural distinctions somewhat.
I wrote another story "My Sons Dared Me" - and it was a bit rough for me - even a pack of hot dogs comes in a different number than here in America. The concept of supper, dinner and lunch are very different regionally and possibly even depending on whether it's Sunday or not (for some reason).
Even what the British consider "relish" is completely different. It's basically Ketchup from what I gathered, and here in America, we'd usually think you mean pickle relish/sweet relish.
I had someone point out that they wouldn't say Lagersham Road, they'd say Lagersham.
I live some place where we do things like name a street Central Avenue and it may turn into Cherry Road, which then turns back into Central Avenue, unless you are going the other way, and then it's Cherry Avenue.
They said I wrote about British people "The way Hollywood writers create dialogue for Hugh Grant to say in movies," which wasn't all that bad. This time around, I used Chatgpt to help me research actual dialogue whenever possible.
It's a fun little story, and I am not obsessed with authenticity. It's okay if I take some poetic license. It's not like I am writing Robin Hood or something and casting Kevin Costner to talk in his American accent. However, if you can give the story a once over and let me know if you like it - I'd appreciate it.
It's not as dirty/filthy as many of my stories. It's more playful, and there is no real pain/bondage like most of them - at least not yet. I wanted to create a dirty little romp.
If you aren't interested in my story, I still recommend Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps. It makes me envious that I don't live there.