The birds and the bees…
Again, back as a little kid, my father corralled me, giving me the sex education talk that was a bit premature. The very old-fashioned way, “When a man loves a woman and they want to get married and have children….”
I remember listening, not very intently, but not completely disinterested. Then he got to the part about the actual sexual act. What!?!? That was new information to me. After he finished, he asked if I had any questions.
Sitting quietly, taking it all in, the hamster cage wheel of my young mind spinning, I finally proclaimed, “Ok, I understand how I could get married someday, and maybe even want babies. But THAT is really gross! Couldn’t I just pay someone to come do that for me?”
How my father controlled himself and didn’t break out laughing, will forever be a mystery.