My husband has posters on our wall of swimsuit models

How do I deal with the teenage boys who often touch their mother intimately? How can that be stopped?

Attraction is a natural part of life especially when it comes to the opposite sex. In all areas like touching, helping, gossiping, travelling and all. However, in a scenario where this would be considered taboo, one would need to be very careful.
1. Encourage multiple friendships with the opposite sex so that their attention is not constantly focused on you.
2. Allow them to have females in their bedrooms. Also, maybe suggestions of posters with swimsuit models and actresses on their walls.
3. Never give them an opportunity to see you in a compromising position with the opposite sex, to see you naked or partially dressed, while showering OR during any sexual act-alone or not.
4. Be sure to always practice good manners while they are within sight and/or hearing. This should serve as a reminder to them in terms of what is expected of them at all times especially while in the company of others.
5. When around them, always dress modestly. Doing this will remind them that your are their mother and its never okay to look you in a way other than that.
6. Never watch movies or shows that contain strong language, violence, mature or sexual content with your child, no matter the age. It is not appropriate. Plain and simple.

*If the behavior continues seek medical advice as soon as possible. Behavioral health professionals such as psychiatrists & psychologists as well as private counselors or group & family therapists can be helpful in identifying the root problem, explaining the different causes and creating an individual & family plan so that these issues can be addressed and resolved as quickly and efficiently as possible.

What posters did you have up in your room as a teenager? Did you not have posters on your wall?

In the 80s there was a shop called Athena that sold all of the classic posters of the day. This included the girl with her ass cheek hanging out on a tennis court and various models of Ferrari or Lamborghini. But the Athena poster that I had was this one.

I didn't have it because I liked it, I had it because the guy on the Harley was my mother's crazy older brother, Gordon.

I always thought that Uncle Gord was bad ass. He was convicted with my father in the 70s for smuggling pornography into England from Amsterdam and grew weed in Spain. He had loads of girlfriend's and sired a few children with some of them, and whenever he used to arrive at my mother's pub for a drink, chaos would ensue.

He was offered around £70 for a photo shoot at Gloucester docks with the kid who he said was “A little shit”, and was immortalised in Athena fame. My mother bought us several different variations of the same poster and I used to take mine down from my bedroom wall at home and put it up in my bedroom at boarding school. This made me believe that every other year, when he would appear out of nowhere, that I somehow knew him.

Upon Gordon’s death in 2010, I realised that he was nothing more than a destructive member of society. He never worked, he never knew his children and he was on the take as much as possible. I understood why, whenever anybody mentioned his name to my mother, why she would stop what she was doing, pause and ask what the fuck he was up to now. He had been nothing but an embarrassment and a worry for her from the very beginning.

And now the only photograph I have of him is a tatty poster from the late 80s.

Have you ever caught anyone stealing your panties?

No, but I know a guy who stole some once. We’re going to call this guy Sam, he worked for me years ago as a prep cook. Now Sam was an ex-drug addict and had a record for B&E and selling stolen goods, he’d done a number of years in prison before he got to me. He was a really good guy, just a little mixed up. Abusing meth has a way of leaving you “a little mixed up”.

For some reason Sam decided to get back into a life of crime. He’d been hanging around with the wrong people, of course, and one of his buddies wanted him to break into some ladies house. Supposedly, the lady had a whole bunch of jewelry, his buddy claimed to have seen it, and it would be an easy score.

So they go to the house to steal the jewelry, his buddy was going to wait outside and keep a look out, of course. Sam, who isn’t too bright, agrees and makes his way into the house. His “buddy” had set him up though, the cops were already on the way.

After searching the house, and finding no jewelry, he spies a pair of soiled panties on the bed, grabs them, and shoves them into his pocket. He climbs back out an open window and drops right into the hands of the police, who find the dirty panties in his pocket.

“Eight years” says the judge and “boom” the gavel drops. Sam got eight years for stealing a pair of dirty panties and for the rest of his life he’ll be labeled a sex offender.

Don’t do crime folks, it’s just not worth it.

How can we, as common citizens, contribute to the 'Swachh Bharat Abhiyan'?

Things one can do to make this initiative a success are:

Keep the wrappers in your bag rather than throwing them on the road.
Stop complaining that there are not enough dustbins on road. Stop putting the blame on the system. Do your bit.

Give a harsh look to your friends when they litter.
Don't say a single word. Give them a look and make them feel ashamed of what they just did. If they are still shameless, simply pick up the wrapper and keep in your bag.

I have seen campaigners cleaning the roads to support swachh Bharat abhiyan and distributing water bottles and biscuits amongst themselves. Then throwing the bottles and wrappers on the road. This also needs to stop. Showing off that you support it and putting pictures on Facebook with a broom in the hand is not going to help.

In short, just do simple things to keep India clean. We need to understand efforts should be made on micro level first. Everything else will fall into place.