The Birds And The Bees Talk By My Single Dad

As a preteen with a father who had a hard time talking sex with me, he took me to the gas station. See, holding the hose by the nozzle, "this is the boy part", opening the fuel tank door, "this is the girl part". Showing me the nozzle, "think penis, you know what that is?" Showing me the receptacle within the fuel door "think vagina, you know what that is?"

"See, the penis goes in the vagina, like this" putting the nozzle in the receptacle, putting in and pulling it out several times.

When we got home after the birds and the bees talk, I took him the pamphlet I had from the nurse at the doctor's office. "Is this what you were talking about?". Frustrated he said a few bad words. I went on "you should have just said fucking, I know all about that".

He was so glad my aunt took over when it was time to talk about my period.