I got into bed, and as I lay there, with my hand between my legs, I thought about the lovely fucks we had, but for some unknown reason, my Mother-in-l...w popped into my head, don't get me wrong, me and her got on really well, her other two Daughter-in-laws were always running to her about her son's, but I never mentioned my relationship with my husband, which she did remark on, saying, I wish the other two were like you, keep their private lives to themselves, but the nagging thought about her. It was near the end of term and the weather was warm, I had been playing squash with one of my roommates and had beaten him pretty badly and he was not a real good sport. I came out of the shower to find that he had taken my street attire leaving me with my tee shirt and thin white shorts and curiously no athletic supporter. He left a note telling me to enjoy the walk back since he knew I could not catch the campus shuttle without my student ID. So I was hiking back the four miles when a. Given that every family in Little Wick entered their men in thecontest this guaranteed it was the biggest event of the year.But it wasn't just the town who came to watch. Thousands of folk wouldturn up from the surrounding towns to cheer (and jeer and laugh, it hadto be said) at some of the outfits that the males had to wear. Jim wasglad that Millie didn't want him to dress in the clothes his friendKenny was made to wear - last year the man had to wear a pink see-through blouse with a red bra. Periodically, a man covered in scarves would walk around and feel the breasts of all the women there.When the day was over, the chief asked the anthropologist if they were following English law exactly. The anthropologist replied that they did, but couldn’t understand about the man in the scarves.The Chief said, “Well we don’t understand it either, but it’s clearly part of English law.”“What?” exploded the anthropologist? “Where did you get that?”The chief pulled out the London Times and showed.