One of the great things about summer days, in addition to sleeping late, was that I had at least eight uninterrupted hours to enjoy my dad’s sizable porn collection. Actually, he had two sets of tapes. Videos stored under the VCR were the usual assortment of professionally produced hard-core titles. The better stash, however, was hidden in a box at…
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