Let’s Talk About Sex, Baby

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I don’t think my mom ever told me about the birds and the bees. She never sat me down and told me how the P goes in the V, or how a baby is made, and I was never told “Don’t have sex, because you will get pregnant and die.” I had older sisters, over heard girls locker room chat, and went to over night camp. I paid attention. Being a late bloomer, sex wasn’t really on my mind a lot in high school. I was just hoping someone would kiss me and ask me to prom.

I owe the majority of my womanly knowledge to the great state of Massachusetts’ public school system, The Care and Keeping of You: The Body Book for Younger Girls, and the bible: Cosmopolitan. When I was 14, my bunk decorated our cabin bathroom stalls with magazine cut outs. An Abercrombie model there…