Censorship is not bliss

I was 8 years old and a curious child who happened to come across his dad’s porno stash in the office desk drawer. Back then internet porn was a scarce commodity so magazines and video tapes were the drug of choice. I was fascinated by all the beautiful women posing gracefully and embracing their sexuality. I had no idea what sex was or how it was done but was awe-struck by its mystery. As with most kids that discover their dad’s porno stash they are soon discovered and punished accordingly (belt connects multiple times with bottom and a crying young lad is sentenced to an hour or two in his room).Continue Reading