Boys just cannot be trusted, all I wanted was for someone to hold the ladder safe as I got something out of the loft. I'm not that good at heights and the ladder felt rather wobbly to me. So up I go safe in the knowledge that all's fine and as I look down, what do I see ? He's not holding the ladder at all, he's got his eyes firmly fixed up my skirt looking at my knickers! Oh why did I wear that short skater skirt to go climbing, you would be good and hold the ladder for me wouldn't you