[abacus]

The second story is recent. Before I got married I'd built up my own collection of Mayfairs etc and happily left them laying around in my room and swapping them with my housemate who preferred Penthouse and Playboy. When I started seeing my wife I secreted them in the loft and forgot all about them. We rented my house out to a friend of my wife and I lived at hers. Just recently, the lodger had the loft insulated with this free government scheme. She said the people had been round to look at the loft to assess what needed doing and I had to take away "cables and other bits" that were in the loft.

So, I went along, having completely forgotten in the intervening twelve years I'd left anything up there. The first thing I found when I poked my head through the hatch was a pile of porn staring me in the face all but screaming "Busted, you perv" at me! There is no way the workmen hadn't seen it and I wonder if they said anything to my lodger.

Was lovely to look back at these beautiful, still bushy women, read the letters and feel nostaligic. I've kept some just for old times sake and have carefully hidden them.