When I was 18, our local liqueur store was the only place that sold “men’s magazines”. For the younger readers, these were Adam, Swank, Knight, Rogue, and many others that are no longer with us. My favorite was Adam. It was cheap and had loads of pictures of tits. This was the time before pussy
The Panty Girls Society
Jazzie had been having some kind of confab with her friends over at their own lunch table. That was OK with me – I’d never been a really social type of girl. I was eating alone, trying to get caught up on my advanced sociology paper. Our assignment was to write about ‘The Influence of