Morning,
Bill agree with Lubey, you look young and can carry it off - the people who told you to get rid are just haterz.
Not quite condoms but I thought I share a Story of Shame to amuse you first thing in the morning, I popped into our local very,very tiny high street Boots to buy some lube. Obviously I was already really quite embarrassed about this but had decided that it was preferable to buying it in the local supermarket where pretty much all the staff know and chat to me.
Anyway, there I am, all nonchalant, all 'look at me, I'm a completely liberated, sassy modern woman who knows what she wants and has a vibrator' perusing the brands on offer, wondering which one to buy as I bend down to look at the display, eventually as I make my decision, I stand up with it clasped in my nervous, sweaty little hand and as I stand, I catch the enormous shampoo display behind me which collapses in hideous comedy slow motion. Then of course, to complete the moment, the pharmacist rushes around the corner to help, with the horrible meeting of eyes and his quick glance to my hand. Marvellous. This is why Love Honey is good.
Have a lovely day everyone, proper dating update later.