The Isle of White
Picture the scene. A school trip of 10-11 year olds to the Isle of White. There were 3 people in my room, including myself. The two other boys were friends I known since I was less than knee high.

Anyway.

Our teacher, young, attractive, nice plump arse, long flowing hair....male (I joke) walks in to tell us the plan for the evening...just as I'd finished in the shower. So there I stand in the doorway to the showeroom, towel round my waist listening to the plan for the evening.

I'd kind of tucked my towel in on itself in the way you do so you don't need to hold it up and was standing there leaning on the door frame with my arms crossed thinking I looked "cool" (Hey, I was 11!)

Little did I realise that I'd failed to do the old tuckeroo properly and that my towel we infact being held up by the door frame on which I lent. As she was coming to a close with her little speech I went to move away from the door to go and get dressed.

As I did this my towel fell from my waist exposing me to the world...well...my two friends and my teacher. In a panic I grabbed at the falling towel eventually managing to cover myself up again. She left with a little giggle and as the door shut my two friends proceeded to rip the piss out of me as any self respecting 11 year old would have.

Never did manage to live that one down.

Length? I was 11 and have a small one now...I probably looked like a girl back then.
( Captain V, Thu 7 Dec 2006, 20:07, Reply)