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  • Back in the 80's I joined the college gym club. I was young, thin and everything I wore was like a tent or short in all the wrong places. Using one of the sit-on leg extension doo dahs I got half way through the reps and noticed a girl trying not to look in my direction (as you do when, generally speaking girls never look in your direction). I did my circuit of the other machines then on returning to do the leg extension thingy the girl had moved on and behind where she had been was the wall mirror which showed quite clearly that Roger and Tweedle Dum were hanging out of the inner mesh liner of my shorts.

  • I had the very same issue but at much closer quarters when I was 18. I was on an "outward bound course" when I worked for ICI at a YMCA camp on Windermere. I was sat directly opposite a female sailing instructor in a Laser dinghy, which is not very big. She was showing me the ropes, sheets really, and we were out for about 15 minutes. I was "out" for all that time. Thankfully it was quite warm, if you know what I mean?

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