Yep, I thought that would acquire your attention! How many of us have lusted over that fresh hot secretary who turns up to work in a skin taut mini skirted Chanel dress and insists on bending over the photo copier, wiggling her pert bum in front of u and revealing that this babe is wearing nylons and suspenders below? Yep, for the youthful people out there, this used to be the norm in ALL offices in the UK. Just check out the Carry On films and u'll acquire the idea of what pre PC Britain was like. It was non stop, "Phwoar, your a right little corker and make no mistake abart it luv, fancy a shag?" and of course they ALWAYS fancied a shag! Alas, those days your secretary will probably be wearing goggle-eye specs, have her hair greased down like Colonel Kleb and be clothed in some grey, utilitarian jump costume as worn by the feminists of North Korea. So allow me to transport u back to one more time when ALL secretaries were hot and ALL wanted to be bent over your desk and rogered senseless! Its outstanding that we British managed to build Concorde, the TSR2 jet fighter and Carnaby St in the 1960's and still have time to be shagging literally non-stop! From morning until night sex was constantly on tap. U'd be fortunate to acquire to the end of your road out of having shagged at least three lonely housewives in their negligees and lets not forget the ticket collector on the No 88 who'd wish her fair share as well! Oh well, that was life in the 1960's!