“Baby we’re in love, so it’s only right that we make love” said my 17 year old “boyfriend”.
“But why should we have to ‘make love’ if we already have it?” said the 14 year old me.
This was my first “sex talk”.
He kissed me with the deceit of a serpent’s tongue. Entranced by “I love you’s” and misguided by his words, I surrendered my cherished fruit. Need I say more?
Can someone please explain to me the whole birds and the bees thing? I don't get it.
