My friend's younger brother went out with a woman last week. He still lives at home and so it was a big deal for him. His mother was dead against him going out that evening because he had an interview for a new job first thing in the morning. However, he went out promising that he would be back early.

He and the woman went out for a drink, danced a bit at a local club and she invited him back for "coffee." After the usual drinking coffee and listening to Motown, they ended up in bed for a bit of horizontal jogging. Anyway, to cut a long story short, they both have a fantastic time. Raunchy, filthy sex. However, it's now about three am so his brother says "I have to go home because I've gotta work in the morning." The woman takes him to the front door of her flat and as they're walking through the main room, she sees her knickers lying on the floor. "Here," she says giving them to him, "take these to remind you of me." He stuffs them in his pocket and leaves, promising to phone.

He wakes up at 7 am in the morning feeling like shit. However, he's got the normal morning stiffy. He starts thinking of the night before and becomes even more 'inflamed'. Then he remembers the womans knickers in his pocket. He takes them out and sniffs them. The memories flood back. So, he's certainly going to have a quick hand job at this moment but wants to have both hands free. So he puts the knickers over his head so that the gusset is over his nose. This obscures his eyes but he continues and has a pretty satisfactory hand job. After a short rest, he takes the knickers off his head so he can find the kleenex. However, he sees a cup of coffee and two slices of toast on his bed side table. His mother has come in and brought him his breakfast so he won't miss his important interview.