My first trigger (No pun intended...I promise) was a pretty Indian girl on the Roy Rogers show wearing a loin cloth, I went straight to the bathroom and stripped down, put on a belt...then tucked a wash cloth in the front and one in the back like a skirt and was caught by my christian mother (oh boy). I was only 4 at the time as I hadn't even gone to school yet. But I knew I was pretty in that mirror
