Ah, so many firsts, so little time. It’s a well-worn trope, especially in movies. A guy meets a girl and she teaches him how to live, introducing him to a cavalcade of new experiences. It’s like the girl only exists to further the guy’s journey.
This is the third time we’ve seen what Amy wears in the boudoir, but the first time since the art levelled up, so I thought something extra was needed to give the page a little oomph, so I Googled some reference material. That was… hmm. Interesting.
The things I do for this comic.
At least my wife didn’t catch me flicking through pictures of women’s lingerie. That would have been a difficult one to explain.