Forgot all about this....
When I lived back in the isles, me and the ex used to go for a lunch-time screw at the top of a hill just outside town in one of our cars. One day, while going at it like rabbits, I looked out the back window and got the shock of my life. Parked right behind us was a white BT van, and an old man staring right back at me, mouth open. The ex, sensing something was wrong, asked so. I told him nothing and kept on going.

Told him afterwards thought. We never went there again, and every time I now see a BT van at home, I wonder if he was a regular voyeur up there..... urgh, disturbing.....
(doublefruit is wasting away the day that is, Fri 12 Oct 2007, 0:47, Reply)