
Our Ginger Fuhrer's young life was scarred by the discovery of an end-of-the-pier 'What The Butler Saw' machine and a jazz mag shoved behind a toilet cistern. Tell us about the first time you realised that there was more to life than sweet shops and Friday night TV
( , Thu 11 Aug 2011, 13:07)
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Before VCRs or the internet, some bright spark came up with audio porn. Even as a terminally horny 14-year-old I thought that was a stoopid idea.
I could never get rid of the image of what the recording sessions would *actually* be like: two bored women in a dingy studio somewhere, reading grunts and groans from a script. About as erotic as The Archers.
(Reinforced many years later when I had a mate who did phone sex as a job. She'd be on the phone to the punters while ironing the washing, wearing baggy trackies, and with a snotty baby clamped on her tit.)
( , Tue 16 Aug 2011, 12:14, 1 reply)

listening to Donna Summer's Love To Love You.
( , Tue 16 Aug 2011, 13:36, closed)

... But Axl put me off and the supposed real noises only lasted about 10 seconds.
( , Tue 16 Aug 2011, 18:04, closed)
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