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story 165
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my earliest memory of
my vagina is...
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i never noticed it i
think until i was in grade 5 or something.
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when I was
little, my mother told me...
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my mother
told me to keep it safe from any unwanted action on
it.
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when my friends
and I first talked about our vaginas...
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we were
totally into the topic and talking about the
sensation and the things we feel or would feel during sex.
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when I got
my first period...
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when i got
my first period, i was about 11 and a half. i really
didn't expect it.
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the first
time I shared my vagina with someone else...
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we were
in high school. i was in the gym class. everyone went
to their next classes. i had that period free. my best friend
[who is a male] told me that he wanted to do something to me.
he pulled my pants down and started fingering it and i started
moaning. i was kinda enjoying it. he then started sucking my
vagina...then he got up and then offered me to drive home
after school...
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what I told/would tell
my daughter about her vagina...
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would tell her to keep
it safe and not let anyone use it for
their own plasure. its something that should be protected.
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this conversation
makes me think...
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of going
back to him and this time not only oral sex but the
intercourse!
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