“It's about time that I came to start the party”

So, those Italian porn comics... These are the three I bought. They were all bundled up into one neat little package and sold for €3.50. The one on the far right was the hidden one in the middle of the pile. I was quite disappointed by its cover when I unwrapped it.


Now, I don't want to go so far as to say Wife twisted my arm into buying these, but she did think they would make good blog fodder, and it's not like I needed that much encouragement. She told me that she wondered whether they really were quite as "porrno" (pronounced in that Italian rolled-r stylee) as she remembered the ones to be that she saw as a kid.

She regaled me with the highlights of one in which a school gym teacher lay naked with a huge erection at the bottom of the gym rope, and as the female students worked their way down they would land on his cock. That's tantamount to paedophilic these days! Maybe they were sixth-formers?!

Anyway, none of the three that I bought is quite so ... interesting.

One tells the tale of a pair of Starsky and Hutch lookalikes investigating the murder of three staff members at a psychiatric clinic. One of the patients there is some famous diva who has been getting drugged and sexually exploited by the three now-dead people, two female nurses and a doctor.

The second tells of a policewoman whose boyfriend is put in a coma after being hit by a car. She then proceeds to fuck her other colleagues senseless, and it turns out that she was in cahoots with one of these guys to kill her boyfriend. Or something.

And the third one I haven't got around to yet, but I dare say it's not winning any prizes for literature. Maybe I'll update this post once I've... umm... read it.