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story 184
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my earliest memory of
my vagina is...
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My mom telling me to
wash it.
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when I was
little, my mother told me...
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Nothing
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when my friends
and I first talked about our vaginas...
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We just
kinda joked about them and boys penises.
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when I got
my first period...
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It startled
me.
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the first
time I shared my vagina with someone else...
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My boyfriend
and I were making out and he slid his hands down my pants. I reached
over into his pants but we didn't have sex or anything. We just touched
and I gave him a blow job.
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what I told/would tell
my daughter about her vagina...
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To save it.
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this conversation
makes me think...
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About
my vagina
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