I’m a 19 year-old male, a student living away from home, but I had to bunk up with my parents for a night, unexpectedly, as I missed a train back up north to my Uni, last week.

They were fine about it, and very happy to see me.

But I’m (now) ashamed to say that when they’d left for work the next day, as I was hanging about for my train, I kind of snooped round. And I found a whole pile of porno mags under their bed.

It’s shocked me. I know that they weren’t there when I spent Easter with them. So what are they doing under their bed?

They were the kind of stuff my mates and I read, when we’re trying to sex ourselves up. But parents? It’s gross!

I’ve got a totally different view of them, and I don’t like this feeling!

Barbara says: Calm down. The use of pornography doesn’t have an age limit!

You use it for a certain purpose, and so, sometimes, might they. You could call it leisure-time reading.

Good on your parents for clearing it away on your scheduled visits, poor on you to snoop.

At least it’s taught you one thing – your mum and dad still enjoy the healthy sex life that produced you, and haven’t dried up!