Food Porno

Before the internet porno was a lot harder to get a hold of.  When I was 12, my friend spent two hours in a mall store trying to figure out the best way to steal a porno, and he finally figured it out and stole one.  We scurried away, because someone was following us.

Another time, in San Diego, I spent two hours in a store on the beach trying to muster up the nerve to steal a pack of nudie cards.  I never got up enough nerve, and I left empty handed :( 

What ever porno I could find was well hidden in my room.  Pages were taken out and folded into other books, and forgotten about, so that years later, I would be finding porno in normal books I wanted to read.  Or even more embarrassing, other people would find the porno in books they wanted to read.

Porno was so hard to find I would spend many weekend nights watching art house films on late night T.V. just to catch a glimpse of a boob, and I have since developed quite an understanding and appreciation of art house films.

When the internet first came out, it was like a dream come true! So much porno!  Free Nude Pics!  All my sneaking efforts had paid off.  The easy access to porno has changed our psyche, I think, and our desires.

You know in the middle east if a woman shows her ankle it is a serious form of seduction.  Similarly, our sexual appetites can manifest themselves curiously.   Food is a big one.

I found these photos tucked away inside some other books down in the basement, as though they were the most scandalous ever.  As though by looking at them the person could get hungry and eat.

Masturbation has been compared to rubbing ones stomach in order to waylay any hunger pangs, but I think eating cheetos, or cheese puffs, or a ding dong, or ho-ho is more like masturbation, whilst eating a delicious meal is more like sex.  Trust me, I had terrible acne in my teens, and the scars are still there today.