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When I Was A Kid
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Lesbian Female / 58
One Of Us Grew Up To Like A Male And The Other To Like A Female
We grew up in what to us was a normal working class life. Our grandparents ran a small hardware store until they had to shut down. My grandfather went to work at ACE after that. Other than that, our parents both went to some college and my father worked for the highway department and my mother was a clerk for the school district.
When my sister and I were 14 and 15 my grandmother arranged for us to have a sex ed at home. A lady nurse who worked for the county counseling on STDs and what not also gave classes on sex ed, for those people who didn't want their precious daughters being exposed at school.
The lady came and set up all her stuff on the dining room table. It was hard to listen with those dildos in our line of sight. After getting the lecture on being good girls, we got the lecture on what can happen to you if you are not. Pictures of STDs, pretty gross men's penises with blisters and women's vagina lips with blisters, and pictures of other diseases and how you can become sterile and your dick will fall off.
Then we moved onto the good stuff, if you are dead set on having sex. It's a choice she told us, always a choice. Remember sex is purely for procreation and for that you have to submit, but otherwise you can remain a true Christian. She brought over two dildos. One was a long rubber hose looking thing with a tip, and the other a huge male reproductive organ. Do you really want this in your lady parts? THIS? And she threw it to my sister to catch. And my grandmother added, don't be a whore.
The presentation went on to tell us that some men would take you in the ass, some men would tie you down, some men would force their reproductive organ down your throat. Yes girls, there are men like that. DEVIANTS. And taking that rubber hose looking thing, do you want this forced down your throat? You are pure in God's Grace and you have but one meaning on this earth and that is to procreate. and because Adam disobeyed God you have to suffer by submitting to a man.
We also learned how to put a condom on that male reproductive organ and all about vaginal and anal lubes.
Then to teach us she handed us this binder with a dozen or so pictures of sexual aggression, a man's penis in full view and a man's penis in your vagina, and a man's penis in your mouth and a man's penis in you ass. They will do that to you, she reminded us. There was a picture of two young women who were holding hands in a field, better a nice girlfriend to spend your time with. Nothing about what young girlfriend's do.
My sister grew up to like a man sticking his reproductive organ up her ass, holding a reproductive organ in her hand while she tried to get it down her throat. She had three children and laughed at the little penis of her son. When he's older he's going to fuck all the girls in class.
I on the other hand grew up to have a girlfriend. A girlfriend to hold hands with in the field. A girlfriend to hold her breasts in my hand. A girlfriend to lick her vagina and kiss her little penis like thing. A girlfriend who I bathed with and we combed our hair in the mirror. Times were different then, a man did force himself on me at my sister's request. It was OK really, not that bad, but I did not like his hands on my breasts or his filthy breath.
Girls just kiss better and are gentle and caress. Girls do dance together at the Ladies' only night at Wynona's in town. Girls like having their girl parts caressed, and if a finger or two slip in, what of it? It will soon be followed by a hot tongue. I did not procreate. My sister did that.
She likes the bitch part with a man with a dick. I like soft kisses and sweet lips, and soft undies and things like that. She still has that male reproductive sample that she kept after our sex ed class at the house.
When my sister and I were 14 and 15 my grandmother arranged for us to have a sex ed at home. A lady nurse who worked for the county counseling on STDs and what not also gave classes on sex ed, for those people who didn't want their precious daughters being exposed at school.
The lady came and set up all her stuff on the dining room table. It was hard to listen with those dildos in our line of sight. After getting the lecture on being good girls, we got the lecture on what can happen to you if you are not. Pictures of STDs, pretty gross men's penises with blisters and women's vagina lips with blisters, and pictures of other diseases and how you can become sterile and your dick will fall off.
Then we moved onto the good stuff, if you are dead set on having sex. It's a choice she told us, always a choice. Remember sex is purely for procreation and for that you have to submit, but otherwise you can remain a true Christian. She brought over two dildos. One was a long rubber hose looking thing with a tip, and the other a huge male reproductive organ. Do you really want this in your lady parts? THIS? And she threw it to my sister to catch. And my grandmother added, don't be a whore.
The presentation went on to tell us that some men would take you in the ass, some men would tie you down, some men would force their reproductive organ down your throat. Yes girls, there are men like that. DEVIANTS. And taking that rubber hose looking thing, do you want this forced down your throat? You are pure in God's Grace and you have but one meaning on this earth and that is to procreate. and because Adam disobeyed God you have to suffer by submitting to a man.
We also learned how to put a condom on that male reproductive organ and all about vaginal and anal lubes.
Then to teach us she handed us this binder with a dozen or so pictures of sexual aggression, a man's penis in full view and a man's penis in your vagina, and a man's penis in your mouth and a man's penis in you ass. They will do that to you, she reminded us. There was a picture of two young women who were holding hands in a field, better a nice girlfriend to spend your time with. Nothing about what young girlfriend's do.
My sister grew up to like a man sticking his reproductive organ up her ass, holding a reproductive organ in her hand while she tried to get it down her throat. She had three children and laughed at the little penis of her son. When he's older he's going to fuck all the girls in class.
I on the other hand grew up to have a girlfriend. A girlfriend to hold hands with in the field. A girlfriend to hold her breasts in my hand. A girlfriend to lick her vagina and kiss her little penis like thing. A girlfriend who I bathed with and we combed our hair in the mirror. Times were different then, a man did force himself on me at my sister's request. It was OK really, not that bad, but I did not like his hands on my breasts or his filthy breath.
Girls just kiss better and are gentle and caress. Girls do dance together at the Ladies' only night at Wynona's in town. Girls like having their girl parts caressed, and if a finger or two slip in, what of it? It will soon be followed by a hot tongue. I did not procreate. My sister did that.
She likes the bitch part with a man with a dick. I like soft kisses and sweet lips, and soft undies and things like that. She still has that male reproductive sample that she kept after our sex ed class at the house.
