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When I was around 13 years of age, my best friend invited me over to his house one afternoon. We were, of course, at that age where our hormones were pumping up the jam, so to speak. We were in my friend's bedroom. He whispered, "Will, guess what I got?" "What?" I replied.
He lifted up his mattress and pulled out a stack of National Geographic magazines. I immediately grabbed one and so did my friend. We flipped through them. They had lots of ..eh hem...interesting pictures.
When I saw my first si si fly centerfold, I must admit I was aroused. My friend's face was flush. He was looking at a picture...
National Geographic lets you travel to other lands without having to take off your shoes at the airport. The writers travel to various places, both in the USA and elsewhere, and they take time to get to know some of the locals. The pictures are the best part of it.