A subject that most gentlemen can relate to. My most recent one happened tonight. Allow me to elaborate. This evening i hooked up with a couple of old Army muckers and went for a few sherberts up town. After copious amounts of booze and flirting with the barmaids, we said our farewells and all bomburst out of the hostlery to make our way home. I jumped on the underground, grabbed a seat and plugged myself in to my iPod. After a few stops, two gorgeous girls got on and sat opposite me. They were both sporting tiny skirts and lap dancers shoes. Being the gentleman i am, i spent the next ten minutes or so trying to figure out if they were wearing stockings or tights (they were tights sadly) and all too soon, my stop arrived. Standing up, i noticed that something was not right. On glancing down, i noticed that little Blackrat had awoken and was keen to begin spitting in the direction of the two young fillies opposite. Now being slightly pissed, and on seeing them notice my incredible penis faux pas, i could do nothing but leer at them in what can only be described as in a sexual predators manner. They both giggled as i exited the carriage, not knowing how lucky they were that JonnoJonno had cleared me out of chloroform. The odd thing is, this is not the first time this has happened to me. My earliest memory of badly timed wood was at school when i was asked by a fit maths teacher to come up to the board and work out a problem, when all i was interested in was working out how to hide my rising erection from view of the rest of the class. Am i alone in this? Surely some of you male RR's have had a similar problem?