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story 133
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my earliest memory of
my vagina is...
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don't remember
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when I was
little, my mother told me...
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didn't
tell me anything
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when my friends
and I first talked about our vaginas...
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we used
to talk about if we were staring like our older sisters yet
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the first
time I shared my vagina with someone else...
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it was
my best friend at the age of 9 or so. she said the only way we could
be best friends was if we kissed each other every where. when she got
to my vagina she started to lick it.
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what I told/would tell
my daughter about her vagina...
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that it is really pleasurable
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this conversation
makes me think...
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about
having sex w/ my boy friend!!!!!!!!!
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