As with all my stories these are truthful recollections of things past, except for the ones which are fantasies (lol) – you choose which you think they are! Names are real in the hope that the people involved will read about themselves and get in touch, (except where because of reasons that should be obvious, it could cause the person to be put in an embarrassing situation) If you enjoy them please give them the thumbs up; if you really like them please comment and if you REALLY like them mail me and I’ll tell you more than I can put here! And if you recognise yourself – get in touch. Back in the ‘day’ in Amsterdam there existed besides the usual video booth arcades, peep shows. Something of a relic of the sixties. It consisted of a circular room, with booths along the circumference. Each booth had a window and a coin slot. You put your Gilder in and down dropped the window and you gat a few minutes of watching some woman gyrate and if you were lucky maybe a flash of pussy or tit pressed up to your window. Sadly the peep show seemed it had it’s day and it died a lingering death. By the late eighties I think there was just one left in central Amsterdam Red Light area. So in the late eighties a good friend of mine moved to The Hague for work and he invited me and my girlfriend over for a long weekend. Now I ought to mention that my girlfriend wasn’t adverse to porn but was the porn junkie that I was. She liked her porn at a distance so to speak. We’d been to Amsterdam many …