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Remember sitting at the kitchen table, dad giving me the talk.

This was the talk (keep in mind I was just a young pup teenager, not even old enough to drive) Every girl you go to bed with you must be prepared to stay with her for life, because if she gets pregnant, you HAVE to support her and marry her. That was my home sex ed talk...got a better one at school

How did everyone else's parents deal with the talk

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I have one funny memory:

 

My Mom: Right before the man and woman have sex, the man's penis gets bigger and hard. This is called an erection.

 

7-year-old Megan: But how does the penis know it's going to have sex?

 

Oh and another:

 

7-year-old Megan: Can you tell me how babies are made?

 

My Mom: Well the baby grows in the Mommy's uterus and comes out of the vagina.

 

7-year-old Megan: How does it get there?

 

My Mom: I'll tell you when you're older.

 

7-year-old Megan: Kaitlyn at school told me the baby gets there when the woman sucks on the man's penis. Is this true?

 

My Mom: Okay, time to have the talk......

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As far as I can recall neither my parents nor any of the schools I went to ever gave me the talk. We moved alot and that might explaine how I missed it at school. If any one can fill me in it would be greatly appreciate it.

 

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like most guys.....Playboy and Penthouse.......best education around....

 

 

and the great words of my father.....

 

Never fool around with loose women..............tie them down first......hehehehehe

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like most guys.....Playboy

I had never really seen a naked woman before, until Playboy, and I will honestly say it fucked me up. I thought you had to be blonde with huge tits to be sexy. Never imagined you could be sexy with brown hair and small boobs until I was 18 and had unrestricted access to the internet.

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I don't recall ever getting "the talk" from anyone, until we got officially told in school (by which time it was way too late).

 

But I read a lot when I was little (still do, for that matter) and all the books on the human body had a page or two on reproduction. The somewhat clinical descriptions managed to give me the impression that the reproductive act was very complicated, and something that required doctors to make sure you were doing it right... which now amuses me greatly :)

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I never got the talk from my parents. I got the clinical version of sex ed in grade 5. There was also the huge stack of Playboys my friend's Dad had stashed away in his closet. And then there was the first porno I ever saw (found in that same closet). I was 12 years old and that porno was the best sex talk I ever heard! I didn't fully understand what was going on, but it sure looked like it was alot of fun!!

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The men in my family completely fail at communicating on all levels. So there was no way in hell there was ever going to be "the talk ' between my old man and I.

 

From what I can recall, my education consisted of stupidity and bullsh*t from some friend's older brothers, a giant stack of playboys from the 70's a buddy & I found in his dad's basement, and then sex ed in 7th or 8th grade.

 

Sadly enough, due to the older boy's "explanations", there was a brief period where I actually thought children were pushed out of a woman's backside instead of the vagina.

 

yikes...

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I went to a conservative private school when I was in elementary school. When I was in grade 4, the girls got to see an ancient, grainy film from the late 1950s, hear a talk from the school nurse about breasts and pubic hair and then receive a pamphlet published by a feminine hygiene company. It was all about menstruation, nothing about sex, nothing about boys' bodies. We were told that nice girls, good girls didn't spend time alone with boys, with the implication that anyone who did would get pregnant immediately and her life would be ruined forever.

 

When I'd asked my mother about where babies come from, she told me that you get married and then you sleep with your husband, and that I should never sleep with any guy I wasn't married to or I could get pregnant. She never explained what it was to "sleep with" a man. I thought for the longest time that actually being sound asleep next to a guy was all it took to get pregnant.

 

A couple of years later, some girlfriends told me the real story about sex. Surprisingly, they actually gave accurate information! What I learned was that adults couldn't be trusted to tell the truth about things like this.

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I grew up on a farm, so how sex and procreation worked was not a mystery to me. However growing up with all brothers did stunt my ability to communicate with girls. I had no idea what they thought, or what they liked until I was much older. I did not do a lot of dating in my teen years.

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My mom put a book on my nightstand. Are you there God? It's me Margaret by Judy Blume. I guess reading it provided me with the questions I wanted answers to which I guess made it easier for my mom to proceed with "the talk".

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Absolutely nothing at all. Closest I came was finding (at a very young age) that my parents had an old 50s paperback book about the human body, which had blown its graphics budget by splurging on red ink for some of the line-art illustrations.

 

After that, it came from friends and porn.

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My dad was not much of a teacher when it came time for stuff like that but has always been great for everything else. All he told me when I went on my first date at the age of 16 and at the local drive in theatre, do not let a girl touch you above your knee or below your belt or you may die. Needless to say when I was at the drive in she sat beside me and we started to kiss and then she put her hand on my lap so I told her to stop. Her reply was "why" and I explained to her that I was dying, she asked how did I know and I said a part of me was getting stiff. She laughed at me.

 

I decided to ask my mom and got better results.

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My dad was not much of a teacher when it came time for stuff like that but has always been great for everything else. All he told me when I went on my first date at the age of 16 and at the local drive in theatre, do not let a girl touch you above your knee or below your belt or you may die. Needless to say when I was at the drive in she sat beside me and we started to kiss and then she put her hand on my lap so I told her to stop. Her reply was "why" and I explained to her that I was dying, she asked how did I know and I said a part of me was getting stiff. She laughed at me.

 

I decided to ask my mom and got better results.

 

 

OMG that is toooo funny!

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