The Great Outdoors
Deskbound says: Camping! Hiking! Other stuff that's not indoors! Regale us with your tales of the great outdoors, whether it involves being rogerred by the Scout Master or skinning your first rabbit.
( , Thu 29 Mar 2012, 14:49)
Deskbound says: Camping! Hiking! Other stuff that's not indoors! Regale us with your tales of the great outdoors, whether it involves being rogerred by the Scout Master or skinning your first rabbit.
( , Thu 29 Mar 2012, 14:49)
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Adult Photoshoot perving
I grew up in the countryside in a cottage who's kitchen backed onto the car park of a country pub.
When I was around 11 or 12 my mum was doing the dishes after we'd eaten supper when she started to cackle,"There's some bloke out there taking photos of a girl with her boobs out."
Quick as a flash my dad and I were in the garden peering through the conifers. She was right - there was some fat bloke in his 50's with a big SLR camera persuading some busty 20-something to play with her charlies as he snapped away.
After a few minutes they disappeared behind an outbuilding so, encouraged by some Sid James style guffawing from my dad, I climbed a tree that overlooked this building to see what they were getting upto. Unfortunately by the time I'd got high enough to have a good nosey they had finished whatever shennanigans they were upto and they were returning to their cars.
Reporting back to dad I had to admit that I didn't know what had gone on but observed that he'd returned to his car with her knickers sticking out of his jacket pocket.
Cue some more Sid James style guffaws from my dad. He's a right perv is me dad.
( , Tue 3 Apr 2012, 15:37, 4 replies)
I grew up in the countryside in a cottage who's kitchen backed onto the car park of a country pub.
When I was around 11 or 12 my mum was doing the dishes after we'd eaten supper when she started to cackle,"There's some bloke out there taking photos of a girl with her boobs out."
Quick as a flash my dad and I were in the garden peering through the conifers. She was right - there was some fat bloke in his 50's with a big SLR camera persuading some busty 20-something to play with her charlies as he snapped away.
After a few minutes they disappeared behind an outbuilding so, encouraged by some Sid James style guffawing from my dad, I climbed a tree that overlooked this building to see what they were getting upto. Unfortunately by the time I'd got high enough to have a good nosey they had finished whatever shennanigans they were upto and they were returning to their cars.
Reporting back to dad I had to admit that I didn't know what had gone on but observed that he'd returned to his car with her knickers sticking out of his jacket pocket.
Cue some more Sid James style guffaws from my dad. He's a right perv is me dad.
( , Tue 3 Apr 2012, 15:37, 4 replies)
We're going back 30 years here now.
There was only 1 camera in our village back then.
I could draw a sketch?
( , Tue 3 Apr 2012, 16:21, closed)
There was only 1 camera in our village back then.
I could draw a sketch?
( , Tue 3 Apr 2012, 16:21, closed)
That would be smashing, thanks.
Could you pay particular attention to the badge detail of their respective cars, please.
( , Tue 3 Apr 2012, 16:34, closed)
Could you pay particular attention to the badge detail of their respective cars, please.
( , Tue 3 Apr 2012, 16:34, closed)
The missus came home with a bunch of medieval costumery recently
So I'm currently planning an outdoors saucy Robin of Sherwood/Game of Thrones style shoot, probably on Hampstead Heath somewhere. No doubt it will involve all kinds of hi-jinx
( , Wed 4 Apr 2012, 14:57, closed)
So I'm currently planning an outdoors saucy Robin of Sherwood/Game of Thrones style shoot, probably on Hampstead Heath somewhere. No doubt it will involve all kinds of hi-jinx
( , Wed 4 Apr 2012, 14:57, closed)
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