Good lord man, these are young children!
I think the first actual porn I was exposed to (lingerie catalogues etc. notwithstanding) was under a railway bridge. This being the traditional place for pre-teens to find porn pre-internet.
The weird thing was, this was on a disused railway line, in the middle of the countryside. There was maybe one house within half a mile, we’d walked for about forty minutes to reach there.
Someone must have thought it was a good place to store their grumble mags, but I can’t imagine why.
I don’t think it has much to do with being rural. After all, if you grow up next to a farm, you have a pretty good idea of how the birds and the bees work, and can probably guess how that applies to humans. Probably busybodies who’ve retired to the countryside, thinking it’s a bucolic paradise.
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