It's 2005 or so. You've been making a name for yourself online as a hentai doujinshi (well, drawn porn in an anime-inspired style, whatever you wanna call it) artist, and people have been emailing you asking about commissions! This could be a big step towards actually making a living with art, and not only that, but the kind of art your parents and teachers told you that you were wasting your time with! So, what's holding you back?

Well, you feel like you're a fraud. It's not like you trace or anything. It's just... well, you've never seen another human beings junk, not up close and in person. You've got the gist... but all the hentai is censored, and the porn videos you spent hours downloading off Kazaa just aren't HD enough to make you feel confident drawing... it. So you made a Craigslist post asking for a model, and someone agreed to let you see it and hold it in your hand and draw it from multiple angles. Bring your Wacom tablet to the motel and go nuts, Picasso.

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I just made it 2005 for the scenario to make more sense for me; no deeper meaning than that. It makes the most sense for the user to not have a functioning but if you want to get a boner while drawing his boner, I'm sure you can think of an explanation to tie everything together.

Oh and the plastic bag has canonical contents so don't go getting any weird ideas. I assure you that this guy did not arrive with intent to commit any class A felonies.