Not that this invalidates you Mmerose, But something happened when I was 17, that still puzzles me.
I lived under my uncles roof, he was a Southern Baptist Preacher and had his own church.
There was a gal, aged 15, named Glenda Faye, that I was attracted to. We dated, went to the drive in and made out in the back of the car ofmy friend Gen…
Not that this invalidates you Mmerose, But something happened when I was 17, that still puzzles me.
I lived under my uncles roof, he was a Southern Baptist Preacher and had his own church.
There was a gal, aged 15, named Glenda Faye, that I was attracted to. We dated, went to the drive in and made out in the back of the car ofmy friend Gene.
I had a serious case of "blue balls", but would not have sex. To reasons, maybe three. 1. I would not force myself, 2. I didn't want to risk getting her pregnant . 3. I didn't want to have to marry her at age 17 and ruin my life.4. My mother raised me to control myself, my urges.
Nether the less Glenda Faye, started telling her friends in church that we had sex.I asked my aunt why she would say such a thing. my aunt replied because that is what she wanted.
A couple of months later I joined the Service, was shipped overseas, spent a year remote, came back looked her up, went on a date again, this time she told me she had been "a bad girl", still didn't have sex with her (beware the honey trap, many men have fallen for it),later found out she was pregnant and found some dupe to marry her.
Not that this invalidates you Mmerose, But something happened when I was 17, that still puzzles me.
I lived under my uncles roof, he was a Southern Baptist Preacher and had his own church.
There was a gal, aged 15, named Glenda Faye, that I was attracted to. We dated, went to the drive in and made out in the back of the car ofmy friend Gene.
I had a serious case of "blue balls", but would not have sex. To reasons, maybe three. 1. I would not force myself, 2. I didn't want to risk getting her pregnant . 3. I didn't want to have to marry her at age 17 and ruin my life.4. My mother raised me to control myself, my urges.
Nether the less Glenda Faye, started telling her friends in church that we had sex.I asked my aunt why she would say such a thing. my aunt replied because that is what she wanted.
A couple of months later I joined the Service, was shipped overseas, spent a year remote, came back looked her up, went on a date again, this time she told me she had been "a bad girl", still didn't have sex with her (beware the honey trap, many men have fallen for it),later found out she was pregnant and found some dupe to marry her.