I had a paper round when I was about 13 years old. One of the deliveries I had to make was to a betting shop on Palatine Road in Northenden. Every time I dropped the paper off the guy behind the counter always said "thanks son". It was in the winter so used to wear the green parka with fur around the hood.
One day I went in as usual gave him the paper and he said his usual "thanks son". I unzipped my parka, pulled it open, I had on a skinny rib jumper, which perfectly showed the outline of my tits. I responded to him by saying "what you gonna call me now?" To be fair to him I did have short hair.