I'd spanked the old monkey over Page 3 pics and those shots from Trafford or Kays catalogues where you could see a bit of thatch through sheer knickers, but my first hand-shuffle over a proper mag was when I was around thirteen at school.
It was a copy of Club cadged from a mate, and the girl was one of the "Biker chicks" called Marlene. Well, she was the one that I could see when I popped. If anyone could identify the mag, I'd love to know - it was from the mid 1980s I'd say.
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