At an informal meeting yesterday in the kitchen area, where the seats are so laid back even athletic types practically need a pair of people either side to help haul them up, I happened to catch a "brief" glimpse of the guy to my left getting up at the same time as me, not looking mind, but just happened to be in my line of sight - and saw the top of what were clearly frilly pink women's knickers. He didn't notice I'd seen them, luckily, or it would have been a bit embarrassing.
As Robert Louis Stevenson wrote, Strange are the Ways of Men, or some of the guys I work with anyway
As Robert Louis Stevenson wrote, Strange are the Ways of Men, or some of the guys I work with anyway
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