Sex

Actually, I like sex. Lot of sex, oodles and oodles, but that doesn't necessarily mean there is anyone else in the room. I read somewhere that sexual explorations tend to begin between the age of 10 and 12, I began at 9 and have pretty much got it out of my system so that now, as a teen, I tend to focus on other things. As far as sexual relationships (not to be confused with simply sex) are concerned, they don’t necessarily mean that there is a man involved. These tend to begin after age 12, which is probably why Canadian Law allows for it with restrictions at that age and unrestricted at 14. From there we innocent, non-sexual, naïve and uninterested teens get into all sorts of things (feel free to imagine) but are much more careful of our reputations cuz guys are studs and chicas are sluts (or nympho, in my case) if we are too honest and upfront about it. And that is just what the kids say; I won’t even get into the adult response (which can be much more damning and dangerous since they seem to think I must be protected or prohibited or both). Not their fault, I suppose, since major media tends to paint us either as ‘Whores of Babylon’ or ‘Vestal Virgins’, like we have to be completely and totally innocent (50’s style) until we are 18 and the day after our birthday we are expected to be responsible adults and make adult decisions. I’ve been training for adulthood since I was 12 and am still not sure it will be an easy transition. Really it is all about legally accepted freedom of choice, whether it is sex, or nudity, or topfreedom, or fashion choices. (AND BM’s and such don’t count, sanitary issues. My tits are NOT a pile of poop!).