The last time I felt this much shame I was
thirteen and busily abusing myself after finding a discarded copy of Playboy
in a trashcan on my walk to
school. That was a long time ago and I’d assumed I was beyond debasing myself,
but I was wrong. I blame Mrs. Chatterbox for what happened; she’s the one who
brought it to my attention. Of course
I knew about it, but I’d resisted
temptation. Until now. Read about it (here).