This story was originally published in January 1999.  The story was updated and republished in the summer of 2012 to coincide with the first public showing of the original cut of the film. This further updated version has never seen print.   In the wee hours of a West Knoxville morning in 1981, Brad Reeves crept out of bed at his parent’s home to perform a pre-adolescent ritual many men still remember, a ceremony that alters boys-room conversations forever. He glimpsed his first bare breasts on TV. Even for 1981, the scenes weren’t especially pornographic, but to a ten year old boy,...