I was in the final year of high school when I copied the two Lancôme (I think) models from the back of a magazine. The ad had a guy and a girl, both topless, wearing only jeans hugging each other and staring at the camera challengingly. I remember the face of the guy clearly. Very French, clean shaven, bit feminine, blonde hair (the pic was black&white). The girl had her hand on the guys shoulder, the cleavage of the bottom of her breast faintly visible. The thing I remember strikingly is the guy’s pecs – very prominent for a slim guy. I can recall the feeling of pleasure I had when I drew them and the nipple. I don’t at all remember the girl’s face. I should have known that I was gay. I was 16.