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How old would I have been before I
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In her early 80s,
So I was more or less passive. I didnt really have sexual feelings about it, I guess. I dont remember being turned on by it. It was just touch. But it was okay.
I used to stay at my uncles farm for a week every summer.
I think I was probably seven
We felt more like equals in spite of the difference in age. Of course, he was much younger than any other of my uncles, who had married his sisters. He was such a young person and a fun person that he was just more like a cousin, and a loving cousin.
With two bedrooms
In the middle of the night, I woke up
We were doing all this under the covers
My mother saw that we didnt want to get up. I dont know what else she saw, but she never let us sleep together again because she got a little suspicious.
It didnt exactly turn me on but I think it was something pleasant, that I enjoyed the touch. Which I always have. Ive always enjoyed kissing and touching.
My brother and I would see ads for Kotex in the magazines and wed ask my mother, Whats that for? And she would just button up her lips and not tell anything. And one night, when they were out, I found a box of Kotex on their dresser
I didnt have a boyfriend until I was a junior or senior. And then, because I had the reputation with the local boys of being the brain, it wasnt until a couple of boys moved in from different schools that they noticed me as a person, as a cute girl, instead of what the other guys thought of me as. There were two guys. I didnt have any kind of sex with the
In high school, I
I graduated at 17,
I was married at 18, almost 19
I didnt even know there was such a thing as orgasm. On our wedding night, I got on top of my husband and I said, Oh, Honey! I just got hot. Really hot. That was really my first experience of orgasm
I think my childhood experiences were wonderful. They were all positive experiences. It didnt traumatize me at all. It was not abusive and I was not a victim. I was a willing participant. I think its our society that has made people into victims and made people into abusers. Why should it be such a horrible experience? It wasnt for me. It was not anything I wished hadnt happened.
Now, if it had been my father, it would have been a different situation. Then I would feel the power exchange.
I didnt have any innocence stolen from me. I stayed innocent until I was married, I guess. The lack of education about sex is something that I deplore.
Years ago, a man in church asked me
Ive had a very good life.
Im still pretty much a loner. I go a lot. I do a lot. And yet, Ive been thinking lately, I have a lot of friends,
Footnotes1. Marjorie Mays Twelfth Birthday
by Mary Pauline Callender, Kotex Company, 1930.
Reproduction available at www.SOLresearch.org/1930KotexBook.