I still feel very embarrassed and very guilty. I was in high school and supporting myself, living in my own apartment with older people and commuting to school and working full time. A mentally challenged individual wanted to “see my boobs”; I finally said ok, took all his money ($14 in singles in 1971), and flashed him. He complained it wasn’t a long enough flash, so I did another quick flash. Then he complained to a lot of people I knew and I had to lie and pretend I didn’t do it because I was so embarrassed, but they knew I was guilty and looked at me as the dog I was. I can never tell a soul about this awful behavior, and thus can never get forgiveness.