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story 142
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my earliest memory of
my vagina is...
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looking at it in the
mirror in facination from about age 7-9
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when I was
little, my mother told me...
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that
i would have hair like her. but i didn't want to.
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when my friends
and I first talked about our vaginas...
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we
didn't.
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when I got
my first period...
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It was
on my Mothers birthday...Thankfully I didn't have school but I knew right
away that I hated it and would have to live this way for quite a while.
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the first
time I shared my vagina with someone else...
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at
college. i had masturbated regularly since 13 but still a virgin. i tried
with a dildo for the first time at it was great. one of my upstairs neighbors
happened to be walking by the window that i forgot to close the curtains
to. ever since then we would masturbate for each other.
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what I told/would tell
my daughter about her vagina...
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treat it with respect
so that others will too
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this conversation
makes me think...
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i want
to masturbate right now.
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