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Lucky views is all a 'perv' needsAnd that's usually all a 'perv' gets. Most of the time I was seeing what I needed to see only in my magazines, and already had a huge collection by the time I left school. I was in awe of the girls who posed in them, not just because they were lovely and brought me ecstasy all the time, but because if it wasn't for girls who like to pose, I'd never have got to see girls show. Of course I wanted to see girls show for real, but that rarely happened, at school or anywhere else. I did get flashes at school, on two occasions seeing long enough to make me cum in my pants. I guess if I didn't know before then, I knew after that I was a perv who couldn't hold it when he saw girls show, who only needed to look to get all his sex pleasure. As the years passed, and I saw girls in low-cut tops serving behind a bar, or going clubbing in micro-miniskirts, or being photo'd, I began to realise that a lot of girls did like to show, I'd always thought it was only by accident. Nowadays, you see girls everywhere showing, doing selfies, submitting pics to amateur sites and so on. When I first saw a girl behind the bar in a low-cut top, something I'd never seen before, I didn't know what to make of it. I couldn't have imagined She was worldly-wise and sexually experienced - not least because of course I never had 'sex relations' or any sort of relationship with girls (other than my 'worshipping' which came a lot later).I wouldn't have known if She was wearing that top to maybe attract a 'mate' for the night. I couldn't have imagined Her nude in bed with a man with an erection, even holding his erection while he fondled those breasts - those lovely shapely breasts which I only needed to see bulge in Her top for me to go into joyful grateful ecstasy. I don't suppose She would have thought, as She was putting that top on, that She would make a perv cum in his pants that night. My knob of course had been held many, many times, held and rubbed many, many times, but only by me of course, and that's what I still love to do. If there was ever any suggestion that a girl was expecting from me what normal men do, I would have run a mile. But that was never going to happen, I didn't socialise like the other k**s, I was never able to talk to girls. Back then there was no Internet, and magazines showing sex were prohibited, or at least I never saw them, not till years later. It wasn't until I saw an early 'porn' video in a bookshop for the first time and didn't really know what was going on, but now I know was a couple having intercourse. The woman serving in the shop laughed out loud when I asked Her, as I was paying for the stash of dirty books I was buying - "what's that film all about, what's happening, why is that woman in pain, why is he doing that to Her, it sounds like he's hurting Her, what sort of film is that?" Guess that sort of gave the game away to Her. My magazines, and later on video tapes, were the only way I got to see girls show until I was in my 40s, apart from lucky views. The bosomy girl behind the bar who made me cum in my pants was one such lucky view (specially as I'd seen Her a few times serving there in Her lovely tops and never got close enough to ogle and get my pleasure, and I'd been getting more and more desperate to do it in my pants looking at Her). It wasn't as if I needed to see much - my favourite magazines were Spick