"She steered me into a lingerie store so I could get some 'curtains,' as she called them. The stuff she picked out was frilly and girlish looking, totally inappropriate for someone my age, with my body. Wiry salt-and-pepper pubic hairs poked through the sheer pink panties, but she never saw—she just asked me to wear them out of the store."

—The First Bad Man, page 204

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