Just a bit older for me. Used to be a customer that came to the farm for fruit and veg that he sold at his market.
He drove a van like the UPS trucks. The walls were papered with centerfolds.
I always would help him load up.
My eyes got a good workout trying to stare but not make it too obvious.
Pa never said anything.
Next step I was about 14. A friend of my father's grew stuff for a number of the local restaurants but Nick didn't drive. Pa would help him deliver couple times a week.
We stopped at a place I knew was a bar but didn't realise was also a strip club (Oh the days of innocence

)
Pa told me to help Nick take in his produce.
We didn't go in the back but through the main entrance. Did I get an eye full.

Some scantily clads walking around and the girl on the stage. She was gyrating to Midnight at the Oasis.
That left me with many a daydream and stories to tell my friends.
Pa never said anything, not even a wink.