Young Johnny’s class mates would go ballistic if they got their hands of an issue of Playboy magazine or similar publications. He on the other hand could just wait for his aunt Mabel to call him on the phone to ask for his help in some matter or other to get his fill of bare female skin. But that was something he kept to himself of course. Some secrets you share, some you don’t
Just the other day, for instance, she called him because she had misplaced her bath brush and felt like having someone scrub her back. But in case his mother was listening in on the extension (which she often did) she just said she needed his help to fix something in the bathroom. Drunk or not she has always had a way with words.
It was not the first time that brush was misplaced, if she had one at all, so when Young Johnny arrived he just shook his head in mock disbelief, took the sponge she handed him and set to work on her back.