and find something else

The workroom was wall-to-wall boxes. It had been that way since forever. I had no better idea of where the air compressor might be than Jeff did so I let him have at it. I started helping him, checking boxes that didn't have labels.

I pulled out a box and... it was full of porn.

I sat there staring at the box. My only experience with porn so far had been guys at school trying to download pictures of Pamela Anderson, I had asked to see too. I was disappointed. It took forever to load and the only thing special about it was how gigantic her boobs were. I didn't understand the appeal. This was more of the same, I could tell. Naked women with gigantic breasts.

"Did you find it?"

"Nope, I found porn." They were already coming over, I wouldn't be able to hide it again if I tried.

"Dude, that's a big box," Jeff said.

He picked up the playboy and the next one wasn't a playboy...

That one was more shocking. Partly because she looked... more normal? Pretty, but normal. Her boobs were closer to my size and she had moles like a normal person. The setting though! A dog collar? were those clamps on her nipples? and handcuffs?

Chris took the playboy and Jeff took the hustler. They flipped through them briefly, when there was a knock on the door.

"Put them away! You can look when we get back. AND PUT THEM BACK EXACTLY HOW YOU FOUND THEM!" I emphasized.