The Origin Of The World

For my high school graduation g*ft my grandparents took me to Europe. In Paris one of the places we visited was the Musee d'Orsay . My grandma sat down while grandpa walked me around until we came upon the Origin of the World. If you aren't familiar with it look it up.

Grandpa told me to take a moment to take it in. I won't say I had not looked at porn, but this made porn look like Toy Story. I had to stand for five very long minutes beside my grandpa averting me eyes, until I had to look at it. He asked me to give him my art appreciation views, to critique the painting.

That night I literally did not sleep. My grandma knew where grandpa was taking me. This was a life lesson opportunity by my grandpa no less. Face your fear, face your sex, face your gender, and face grandpa for breakfast. Many things came of that painting, not the least becoming more at ease with my nether region, but the biggest is that I got close to grandpa and I have no problem talking to him about anything including sex.

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