When the lights came on
The lovely Lora and I were visiting the tourist caves on a Saturday afternoon after a session of noontide silken dalliance. We reached the biggest cavern and the guide said he’d show us the natural colours. Click, and pitch dark. Within two seconds the lovely Lora had her hand down the front of my trousers. She must have been waiting for it and was having a good rummage around when the guide decided that those few seconds of darkness were enough. He was looking right at us as the lights came on. Tipped us a big wink, but I don’t think any others noticed. Bet he did it to all the couples.

Oh, and er – misplaced gussets. Ladies, if you are truly slim it’s probably best not to wear very short shorts. Particularly not shorts made from the more robust types of fabric.
(Redemption blamed it on the Bossa Nova since, Mon 15 Oct 2007, 3:40, Reply)