On a personal note, Hefner and his publication are one of the reasons that adolescence was a very confusing time for me.
When I was about 11 or 12, The Hudson's Bay in a local mall kept all the magazines in a secluded part of the store and the dirty magazines were kept with the rest. Whenever my parents wanted to go to that mall I'd get so excited and jump at the chance and then make an excuse to part ways and go look at the magazines.
I so hear you on this one....