A guy left me home one night when I was truly very young (from a Ceilidh/dance) - after a bit of necking he proceeded to take his "charlie" out. I had never seen one before and when I saw it shining under the lamp - it was like a neon light - I nearly *** myself - told him to put away the offending object.
Talk about Fanny by Gaslight that was Penny (***) by Gaslight.
Next morning when I thought of it I was so sick - I think I was just 16.
I remember my friend went into a chemist run by men only - years ago. God I am reminiscing.
She asked one of the men if she could look at his Charlie (Charlie perfume) - realising her mistake she said - oh sorry could I have a smell of your Charlie.