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Illicit reading & talking about "the talk" (poor Dutch)
I can't remember when it was but I used to read under the covers with a torch too (I don't recall ever getting caught). I would also have my book confiscated and was told to go outside and play. Often.
Your dad's a butthead? No, you didn't say that.
My mom had a copy of The Happy Hooker laying around. She told me if she caught me even looking at it, she'd kill me.
Of course I looked at it. I even tried reading it. Of course, my sheltered 9-year-old mind couldn't make heads or tails of what Xaviera Hollander was talking about.
I read it later in life. Pure shit.
Of course I looked at it. I even tried reading it. Of course, my sheltered 9-year-old mind couldn't make heads or tails of what Xaviera Hollander was talking about.
I read it later in life. Pure shit.
I was just joshing, Dutch. Don't call dad a butthead.
Isn't that what they used in the trenches in WWI?
When I was 11, I read one of my dad's medical books and tried to memorize everything in there. I was about half way through it when the male anatomy chapter started, and my dad caught me sitting in his office, taking detailed notes and all. He took the book and all my notes away, and the next day my mom gave me the sex-talk. It was an awkward few days.
Myles wrote: "Mustard gas is too good for fleas."Especially that fancy French mustard.
I never got "the talk" either. Mom figured they'd cover it in school.
I'd rather have that confusing attempt of a talk than my mother spending two hours explaining every single scientific detail of how a woman gets pregnant. And then she gave me a box of condoms "just in case."
Dutch wrote: "I don't even have a witty comeback for this."Maybe if you describe the hand gestures we could help you get it.
Excellent, Dutch. I can see how you might be confused.
I remember hearing a priest saying something about not wasting the seed.
Hah! Ha!I never got the talk either. And in the 60s there was NO sex education. Thank god for camp.
I was staying with my cousin and we were reading either Fanny Hill or Lady Chatterly's Lover under the covers with a flashlight. I think we were about 11 or 12. We didn't get caught but I do remember my aunt calling out to quit giggling and go to sleep.
Oh Dutch- that story was great!! I don't mean to laugh... but how can I not??I don't recall ever talking to my parents about that, at all.
My four year old has been asking me many questions about how the babies get in and out lately. I'm so not ready for this conversation!
I am not ready and my daughter is 13. I made a half hearted attempt, we both got embarrassed and haven't approached it since. I'm a bad parent.
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I might have to get this doll... It's interesting how the doll's hip bones can simply be removed to accommodate the descending child. How convenient. It would be helpful.
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Do the schools teach sex education?
Utah schools are not allowed, by law, to teach how to use contraception. Abstinence only, baby.
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Really, Phil? I know our schools teach it here. I'm still hoping to be able to have that conversation with my daughter... I'd like to be open with her about sex. Sort of. I'd like her to feel able to talk to me about it,I mean, if she has to. Preferably she'll just be abstinent, or join and order of Carmelite Nuns or something.
I do it every night. But reading what I wasn't supposed to? Last year I believe, Neil Gaiman's Fragile Things is on that shelf.
Why does the doll look like a Geisha?
Gail «Cyborg» wrote: "I can't remember when it was but I used to read under the covers with a torch too (I don't recall ever getting caught). I would also have my book confiscated and was told to go outside and play. Of..."I love how a flashlight is called a torch everywhere else. I have a mental image in my head of someone holding a blazing torch under the bedcovers.
Wow, seriously. Someone should change the title of the thread!My first sex talk was when I was 8. My dad brokee news, and it wasn't until years later I found out that poking penises into your privates wasn't illegal. It probably explains why I can't remember much of that year. I try to think of what happened when I was 8 and nada.
Lobstergirl wrote: "Gail «Cyborg» wrote: "I am not ready and my daughter is 13. I made a half hearted attempt, we both got embarrassed and haven't approached it since. I'm a bad parent."
Do the schools teach sex educ..."
I am not 100% sure of the content but I know the kids watched an informative video at school. The things I brushed on were apparently covered by the video. :)
Do the schools teach sex educ..."
I am not 100% sure of the content but I know the kids watched an informative video at school. The things I brushed on were apparently covered by the video. :)
Larry wrote: "Dutch wrote: "I don't even have a witty comeback for this."Maybe if you describe the hand gestures we could help you get it."
ROFL!
Lobstergirl wrote: "Gail «Cyborg» wrote: "I am not ready and my daughter is 13. I made a half hearted attempt, we both got embarrassed and haven't approached it since. I'm a bad parent."Do the schools teach sex educ..."
In Denmark all schools HAVE TO teach the kids about contraception, sex, pregnancy etc it's law.
My mum actually did a cool thing, she said "Look, I know it's awkward to talk to your parents about sex, but just ask anyway and we'll figure it out".
She also went to the doctor with me when I got my first diaphragm.
As regards to reading, my parents let me read what I wanted, but if they saw my lights on like hours after bedtime, they'd come in and tell me to go to sleep.
I also got a note from my teachers because I'd read with the book under my desk during boring classes.
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My mother is very pro-sex. She's also a nurse, so rather clinical about it. Once she saw me reading some book of hers that was pretty sexy - I think it was about affairs in Hollywood or something, and she gently suggested I read something more appropriate for my age. When I was a little older, about 14, I bought a really sexy paperback which exposed me to all sorts of new concepts (ejaculation, etc.). She said "I'm not sure if I really want you to have that," but she didn't take it away. My dad was a minister, and he left sex talk up to my mother. But having a parent in the ministry probably explains the one book I did read under the covers with a flashlight, the Bible, especially Matthew. I was totally fascinated, especially with all the "end times" stuff.
Lobstergirl wrote: "And then there's the Fleshlight.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fleshlight"
"a device for discreet semen collection..." Hahahahaha!
my mother told me how long i could read before going to sleep, but of course i always read for much longer. i got very good at turning lights off quickly.
*mock glare*Ya'll go hijack one of Gus's threads! Except for you, janine, thank you for addressing the topic. *loves janine the most right now*
When I was in middle school, my mother decided I should take piano lessons after school. I was supposed to walk from school to a different school where the lessons were held, and I did okay with that (although I never liked piano) until one beautiful spring day. I had gotten a new book from the school library, and I read it as I walked to my piano lesson, and I was so interested in the book that I slowed down, and it took me about 90 minutes to complete a 15 minute walk. I'd completely missed the lesson and my teacher was about to call my mom.
No more piano lessons after that!
Jammies wrote: "What's your first and/or best memory of reading when you weren't supposed to?"I was always encouraged to read so I don't have a memory of reading when I wasn't supposed to be reading. I have a memory of reading something other than what I was supposed to be reading when I was 12 and studying for my Bar Mitzvah, and again a little later I remember hiding and reading these. Caution: Link NSFW.
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Dutch: 10 seconds? your poor mom! When I told my son about how babies get into the uterus, I used proper terms and explained how women's bodies are different. I also explained that 12 was too young for sex since sex resulted in pregnancies and he was too young to be a daddy. I did explain there are ways to prevent the pregnancies and sexually transmitted diseases and brought him to the drugstore to show him packages of condoms and he should always wear them even if the woman tells him she is on birth control since her birth control won't protect him from std's. When he was 16 he got a "Joy of Sex" book for Christmas. I should mention the talk occurred because he came home all excited because one of his friends was going to be a daddy!
Unfortunately, that sort of talk didn't have much affect with my youngest brother. I just found out I'm going to be a fucking aunt.
Aunt. I'm 18, and I'm going to be an aunt now because my brother can't keep his dick in his pants, dammit.
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My parents confiscated my flashlight and kept Dad's flashlights locked up after fourth grade, when I would NOT stop reading well past my bedtime. But every year, for the entire month of December, there were two of those pseudo-candles with the tiny little 20 watt bulbs in my bedroom windows. I was supposed to unplug them before I went to bed, but instead I just pulled them over by the bed and read for a few extra hours.