So where I live, there used to be this little family-owned deli right across the street from the local high school. The place was almost always crowded, especially on weekday afternoons right after school ended for the day. It had been there for around 30 years by the late 90s.
So all of a sudden, this place gets completely shut down. It didn’t take long for the story to get around either. The deli was owned by a husband and wife, and the wife’s brother basically served as the store manager. Turns out, the brother had been asking the teenage girls to go into the back office and strip while he took polaroids. In return, he’d give them free snacks and drinks, but also cigarettes as well. Apparently, this had been going on for almost the entire time the store had existed. He only got caught finally because one of the girls ratted him out to her parents.
The police found a massive collection of polaroids, all of underage girls in various states of undress. He went to prison for a very long time, and is likely still there today. The owners were cleared of any wrongdoing, and they packed up and moved out of state. The deli stayed closed for a few years, until someone else bought it and reopened the place with a new name. It’s basically the exact same deli, but with a different name, new management (obviously), and most likely without the b***-flash discount.
My confession is…
From the first moment I heard this story, all I could think of is how badly I wanted those pictures. And even now, I’d pay good money to have ’em. Literally decades of beautiful naked teenage bodies. I’d probably j******* ten times a day until the day I died.
Aside from the prison part, that guy was a lucky b******. Bold, too. I don’t see how anyone could think they’d be able to keep something like that going for long, much less 25-30 years. I bet that polaroid collection was f****** magnificent. And let’s be real here, I’m sure at least a few of the cops who actually saw the pictures jerked off to ’em as well. And so would most of you.