oh the horror
My Dad was in the army in Germany and we lived in army flats in the area populated by cirtain entertaining establishments. Everytime I got ill and had to see the Doctor, Mum would drag me to the forces Doctor. The Doctors was at the end of a long street that had a funny shop in the middle. Each day there would a different poster of a naked woman, advertising that days special. Being an innocent eleven year old, I knew nothing. Mum told me it was a fairy House with all of the pretty red lights. As we travelled around Germany in Dads car, Mum played a game with us. We had to spot fairy houses, easily seen with their pretty red lights and inviting door ways. As an adult I look back at this and wonder if my parents were just odd?

My Dad, a typical Squaddie, used to buy skin mags by the bucket load. He used to keep them in piles on the dressing table and strangely Mum didn't mind. I think he used to get Playboy, every now and again they would run a story or artical that was not porn related and if it was interesting Dad would read bits of it out. We were never aloud to see the pics though.

My last summer in Germany, I was about thirteen and a little confused with life. Some friends on the estate found a German skin mag in the woods and decided to share it with their peers. I guess by modern standards it would still be considered fairly hardcore stuff, but to me it was horrifying and strangly alluring.
( Rev. Jayneflakes Buy my book, I need the cash for drugs and hookers, Fri 26 Jan 2007, 10:09, Reply)