I had honestly fogotten this incident, until it just popped back to the forefront of my mind. Thanks for that, QOTW...
I must have been about 10ish, and the whole family had been invited to my Aunt and Uncles place for a barbeque.

We had arrived early and everyone was abut doing their own thing: I was playing Gauntlet with my cousins on their Atari ST, everying was great.

It was then I need to use the facilities, so I dashed off upstairs, passing my Aunt and Uncle's open bedroom on the landing along the way...

Unfortunately, my Aunt had decided to change her outfit for the day, and was standing there butt naked, trying to decide which fasionable ensemble to cover up her flabby, wrinkly, whale-like frame; the image of which was now burning itself into my young mind...

I froze like a rabbit in headlights, with that feeling of revulsion that punches you in the stomach, leaving you without the ability to breathe... In truth I probably froze for about two seconds, but it may as well been a year. I dashed away, she closed the door, and neither of us spoke of it for the rest of the day. Or at anytime, in fact.

*shudders*

length? well they were hanging down below her hips....
( theoriginalsteve <this space intentionally left blank>, Thu 28 May 2009, 15:07, Reply)