My first experience of pornSo 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?
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chthonic, Thu 25 Jan 2007, 15:29)
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The first Mr Quar worked as a bin manin university holidays, back in the 1980s.
Bin men always had impressive porn collections then, because the stuff would be left out for them, presumably on the orders of the lady of the house.
Sometimes it would be found discreetly bagged up, leaning on the bin.
Other times it was inside, carefully placed to be both protected from the real dirty stuff in there and visible immediately the lid was lifted.
Occasionally it was placed on top of the bin, either in a gesture of defiance by the erstwhile owner or as an attempt at public shame by the missus.
Whatever, the material was always rescued by the grateful binners for later redistribution.
Another great repository of porn is the prison system. There are mucky mags in some nicks, it is rumoured, which go back to the invention of the printing press.
(, Sun 28 Jan 2007, 13:25, Reply)
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