When Is It Sexual, When Is It Not

During all of my growing up years, including college, I lived in a tropical paradise where my family owned several businesses. There, where life is closer to the edge. sexuality was also nearer, than held at a distance as in the US. Breast feeding for example, breasts were not sexual. In a bikini, most certainly sexual.

During my senior year, during our senior trip, exploring the ruins in the jungle my girlfriend slipped and slid down an embankments, impaling herself in the groin on a broken branch. We followed to help her, having to expose her, not only to myself, but to our other classmates. The branch, an inch in diameter, penetrated deeply, just off of her vagina. We worked feverishly, to remove her from the branch, to use a folded handkerchief and hand pressure to stop the bleeding. Boys and girls surrendered their shirts to make a bed between two large branches, to move her out of the ravine, and then carry her to the 'camp' setting.

There was no sex thought, by anyone, not my girlfriend, not the girls giving up their shirts. In spite of everyone being seventeen and eighteen. Later, after my girlfriend was home after the hospital. She asked me if she had been impaled in her vagina would she still be a virgin. She used a word which depending on tone means 'fucked' in a very negative sense, or made love to in a very appropriate sense. I said I was glad she was a virgin.

The time came when she was to open her legs sexually, on her wedding night, she asked if I wanted to see where she had been operated on. I couldn't resist the old joke, I didn't like hospitals. The injury is not without long term consequences, her mobility is infringed on. But not sexually, and to her having her children normally.

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