Date: Jan. 23rd, 2007 02:51 am (UTC)
My parents have never said a damn thing to me about sex. At least not directly. Dad's been making crude jokes for as long as I can remember, but that's not really educating me. XD I found out how babies are really made when I was in first grade, through some book that I discovered and read. Whatever it was, it was clearly geared toward kids. I recall it starting out something like, "When a man and woman love each other very much, sometimes they like to show it by being close to each other." And then it went into greater detail, but still not great detail.

My parents' idea of discouraging me from having sex was to disallow my boyfriend(s) and me any alone time. Never underestimate the determination of a teenager, though. When I decided I was ready, dammit, I was ready. The only time my boyfriend Pat and I were allowed to be alone was when we were at church. So. At sixteen I lost my virginity in the basement bathroom of a Catholic church in Philadelphia.
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