As a child I was fascinated with the idea of being in love. I believe my fantasies began in third grade when I started to imagine being in bed with my teacher. These fantasies were hardly sexual, as I only imagined us holding each other.
I grew older and my fantasy’s turned into reality (not with my teacher) with various girls also at the age where sexual experimentation starts to occur. I soon found that holding a girl was only the beginning.
With each passing day I took another step towards sexual enlightenment. I was always pushing the sexual barriers. Until finally I found a (Awesome) girl that felt daily intercourse was a good thing. Soon what had been daily turned into multiple times daily. [Insert number] We had fun!
One day while “going at it” I accidentally/tried to slip “it” into her rectum. Her eyes almost popped out of her head. As she pushed me off I realized that I might have made a big mistake.
She jumped off the bed and ran out of the room passing gas each step of the way.
You will find that I make some bold claims I want you all to know that what I write is what I feel to be the truth, that is to say, I’m not lying.
I would be lying if I said that I didn’t laugh. I have to admit that I found this young girl taking off like a sputtering rocket ship towards the door to be very funny.
Wouldn’t I be an ass to end it there?
Where does it end? Where is the line between wholesome and perverted?
Child rearing is the purpose of sexual intercourse. So isn’t having sex for any reason other than child rearing perverting the act?
Where’s the middle ground? What does the majority feel is normal sexual behavior? When does what you’re doing in the bedroom make you a weirdo?
Then I wonder how far one could take it, how deep and dark can one’s sexual desires be? Obviously too dark, as America has passed many laws punishing offenders, for what the majority deem to be inappropriate sexual acts.
A lot of times a governments involvement in the sexual lives of it’s citizens can be a good thing often protecting people/animals from physical and physiological damage but when are they interfering with our human rights?
I used to believe that a girl reached sexual maturity at the age of sixteen. I used many witty phrases, like if she’s old enough to drive a stick then she’s old enough to ride a stick.
Now I have a little sister who has reached the age of seventeen and I want to destroy any boy that looks at her. I can’t imagine the stress involved with fathering a daughter.
With today being September eleventh I feel it is important to remember what happened on this day in 2001 but we should not let it take our minds away from other serious domestic issues that occur daily in this country, issues that destroy more lives than any plane crash.
I feel that sexual abuse is one of Americas biggest and least discussed problems. Why are people so weird and why is it so hard to talk about?