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I remember my first time masturbating. My family and I were at a second-hand store so that my step-mother could get her packrat fix for the day. It was a place called the "Pastor's Attic" since it was created by a local pastor. Looking through stuff while we were waiting for her, I found a recordable VHS tape (not something one would usually find here) with a line of a TV guide taped to it showing a couple of innocuous sounding movie titles like "Double Cross." Got home, popped it in and it turned out to be late-night Showtime. I started feeling very weird and stopped the tape, but later than night...
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