#149152 - As I said I’d never really hooked up with young women always finding it easier or more convenient to stick to 30 plus so this for me was new territory. I didn’t know what to do, should I try and push it back inside? Should I stay where I was until it shrank? Should I hold my towel over my crotch and make a hurried but dignified dash for the changing rooms? I glanced around seeing if the person who’d complained was looking at me, but there were so many people looking and smiling in my direction that paranoia got me and with no sign of softening I held the towel covering my hard on and left. I’d had a hectic weekend, slept very little (my father was unwell), got home late on Sunday, didn’t sleep all that well, worked, and went for a swim at about 6.