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Originally Posted by Bill O'Rights
Of course you're not nuts for thinking that. I would, however, ask that you contact me when any of your future children are having their thirteenth birthday, and tell me if you feel the same. Ok...I'm old..granted. But, I still remember being 13. That would've been...what? 1975. We were more worried about baseball than getting laid. We were petrified of our first kiss...a blowjob probably would've made our heads explode (get your mind outta the gutter. You know what I meant.) We were more worried about how to go about asking Cindy Lou on the dance floor, than we were about asking to get into her pants. For me, at 13, sex was still 3 years off. Not that I was all that ready then, but I was better able to deal with it than I was at 13, no question. Oh well...times change, I suppose.
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you're about 2 - 3 yrs younger than I am. And yet you have captured exactly what it was like for me at 13. And the 70's were not a time of innocence.
at 13, although my dream girl would have consisted of a large set of breasts (thank you Woody Allen) I would not have known what to do with them, even though I was physically ready.
Like you said, times seem to have changed, but is an increase in sophistication or loss of naevity (however the hell you spell that) still reason to go ahead and have sex?
from the kid's perspective (then as well as now) hell ya.