couldn't get a sniff of a laundry basket

I am a slow starter in most things, most of the good things in life that is, I did manage to get most infectious diseases before most of my peers. I eventually lost my virginity when I was 18, and it was a normal, disastrous event that opened up a door marked normal. After that, I embarked on a very normal life with a number of girlfriends, a certain amount of normal tit-fondling, cock-pulling sex which led me to believe that actually all of that sub nonsense was just a phase. Sadly after that I started what I term as the 'wilderness years' I couldn't get a sniff of a girls laundry basket for 5 years. From 24 I could not buy a women, although according to the paper in Preston, sex was actually only £50 away. This is when I discovered just what an experience masturbation could be, and hand-in-hand with the delights of solitary sex was the imagination. The mind is by far the most potent sex tool I possess and during this time it took me on a voyage into the dormant world of what I really love.
There is a newsagents at the top of London Road in Preston, in it, it had the biggest collection of porn magazines I have ever seen, I would walk the 2 miles to the shop and stand in front and gasp at just what people were aroused by, at the back of the shelf, towards the left hand side was a magazine called 'Fighting Girls'..an actual magazine about women, over powering men in wrestling and fighting, I was stunned. It wasn't just me....it was at least one other.
I bought it every month and at £6 a time it was expensive but the feelings I had was walked home, with it tucked into a copy of the Mirror were intense. I would peek at it, try to get a grasp of what the stories were about trying to walk as fast as I could with an erection.
This made my mind up that being a sub was actually relatively normal...relatively...What I didn't realise is just what a difference to my life the advent of the Internet would have on me.