I do. I was actually prepubescent when I found my first porn. I was about five and the girl next door and I were playing as we did every afternoon. We were looking for magazines to cut up or something, and I remember I had found a big stack of National Geographics in my dad's home office. We grabbed all of them and noticed that there were other magazines underneath. Those other magazines were Penthouse and my dad had every one from 1979 onward. As I was five, that was . . . eleven year's worth of porn.

The neighbor girl and I started playing doctor shortly after this discovery and subsequently told her parents where we'd gotten the idea. My mother was pretty mortified, but my dad thought it was pretty hilarious. I think he was a little bit proud.

When I was 10, some friends and I organized a basketball tournament and the winning team would receive a backpack full of Victoria's Secret catalogs and a few ratty Playboys we found in the woods. I have never understood why people would stash porn in the woods, but whenever we'd go out to play there was always the vague hope of finding a stash somewhere.