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story 146
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my earliest memory of
my vagina is...
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taking baths and
rubbing it clean but making it feel good at the same time
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when I was
little, my mother told me...
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absolutly
nothing....i learned all i know from my friends and from TV
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when my friends
and I first talked about our vaginas...
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we
didnt...its just not something that normally comes up in our conversations
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when I got
my first period...
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it was
our volleyball party in 8th grade i went to change into my uniform cuz
we had pictures and i found blood on my WHITE pants, i was surprised,
scared, shocked, happy, sad, all rolled into one....on one point i was
happy cuz i finally got it cuz all my friends got it b4 me and on the
other hand i was like damn now i gotta deal with this while being in
sports too, i didnt tell my mom, it has been a year and almost 3 months
and i still havent actually come out and told her but she knows
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the first
time I shared my vagina with someone else...
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was
with my friend we used to play the normal doctor games but when we were
little we were like really religious and her parents would tell us that
it was bad to do that kind of stuff cuz it was the works of the devil.....well
we use to layon the floor usually her first....then we would put a pillow
in between us then she would place something such as a crayon or a small
toy where a guyz dick would be and she would be the guy and me the girl
and we would pretend to have sex....then as we got a little older we
used to strip for each other until one day she started growing hair and
then she didnt want to show me anything anymore
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what I told/would tell
my daughter about her vagina...
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whatever she wants
to know
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this conversation
makes me think...
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about
my friend who just moved like 6 states away.......and about the memories
that i have of her.....and the fun we used to have
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