Me, at the age of fifteen, after my brother talked me into stealing my mother's car so I could drive him to the local stripper bar to watch his girlfriend get naked for strangers. It was the Miss Nude Canada 1987 contest. As I said, I was fifteen. He was eighteen, both of us too young to get into a bar, and yet they not only let us in but gave us VIP seating because of his relationship with the stripper.
I'm the blond kid in the center. In case you're wondering why I look so disgusted, it's because I was disgusted. I'm gay (my brother, the kid with long black hair and sh!t-eating grin, did not know this at the time). I was four feet from writhing, naked women doing unspeakable things. It was traumatizing.
This really happened. This was drawn for Wild Nights, Hot and Crazy Days, my slice of life/coming of age/coming out webnovel based on a true story.