My first experience of porn
So there I am, aged 11, crawling through the woods with the Scouts when we come upon a big pile of magazines stuck into a tree. Risking losing the game by being seen, we stand up to knock them down.
They flutter down in a big heap - and behold, they are full of nudey ladies!
Crawling through the woods suddenly lost its appeal...
What was your first experience of porn?
( , Thu 25 Jan 2007, 15:29)
So there I am, aged 11, crawling through the woods with the Scouts when we come upon a big pile of magazines stuck into a tree. Risking losing the game by being seen, we stand up to knock them down.
They flutter down in a big heap - and behold, they are full of nudey ladies!
Crawling through the woods suddenly lost its appeal...
What was your first experience of porn?
( , Thu 25 Jan 2007, 15:29)
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Hidden Porn
Not the first, but the most recent.
Much to the wife's amusement every time we check into a hotel, I spend a good 15 minutes searching the place, looking for hidden porn.
I can't remember who told me about it, but they said in most hotel rooms, business men would buy porn, then hide it in a standard place for the next guy to find and enjoy. Kind of like Porn Geocaching.
Now I've never managed to find any at the places we've been at (unless you count the $10 a minute stuff on the pay-per-view).
Moving into our new place in Kensington Gardens Square. I've never thought to search for porn in new apartments.
Moving the bed and what do I find? A cache of lesbian porn. Later viewing revealed it to be lesbian porn from the 70's.
Also on my cleanup, I find a label from some medicine. An anti-fungus cream for women.
The real estate agent came over for the inspection, and commented that it was a single girl banker living there before. Okay the porn choice makes sense now.
I let the wife know about the finds when she gets home, lesbian porn & fungus cream.
The place came semi-furnished.
This leads to be a bit of a mad cleaning frenzy as she imagines fungus covered lesbians having sex on bean bags and the kitchen table.
At least the place is clean now.
( , Thu 25 Jan 2007, 20:29, Reply)
Not the first, but the most recent.
Much to the wife's amusement every time we check into a hotel, I spend a good 15 minutes searching the place, looking for hidden porn.
I can't remember who told me about it, but they said in most hotel rooms, business men would buy porn, then hide it in a standard place for the next guy to find and enjoy. Kind of like Porn Geocaching.
Now I've never managed to find any at the places we've been at (unless you count the $10 a minute stuff on the pay-per-view).
Moving into our new place in Kensington Gardens Square. I've never thought to search for porn in new apartments.
Moving the bed and what do I find? A cache of lesbian porn. Later viewing revealed it to be lesbian porn from the 70's.
Also on my cleanup, I find a label from some medicine. An anti-fungus cream for women.
The real estate agent came over for the inspection, and commented that it was a single girl banker living there before. Okay the porn choice makes sense now.
I let the wife know about the finds when she gets home, lesbian porn & fungus cream.
The place came semi-furnished.
This leads to be a bit of a mad cleaning frenzy as she imagines fungus covered lesbians having sex on bean bags and the kitchen table.
At least the place is clean now.
( , Thu 25 Jan 2007, 20:29, Reply)
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