Once I was the stasher of porn and not the finder. I lifted a Hustler from Barnes and Noble, as at age 12 other was no other easy way to get your hands on that sort of filth (my friends were babies, leaving the work to me, but fortunately at that time they didn't keep the porn behind the counter like they do now). We didn't have a clue what to expect, as we'd each seen Playboy but not anything dirtier. Anyway, you can imagine our bewilderment (borderline horror) at the sight of a woman in a black, crotchless, vinyl teddy with metal clothespin like things attached to it that were stretching her labia wide open. At that age, I had never come into contact or heard about S & M, so it was really a shock. Almost two decades have elapsed, and I have never been able to scrub that image from my mind. None of us had the guts to stash that in our sock drawer, so we ditched it in the woods.