"Jack," my mother would say, "Promise me that you won't do what we did?" Her eyes would shine with tears and her already-frazzled-face would look even worse, "Promise me that you won't let your children live the lives you and your siblings did." I would always nod, even when I was younger and didn't know what she meant, I would nod and say, "Mommy, I promise. Anything for my mommy." "Hazel, if I ever figure out you get knocked up before you're out of this fucking house, I will personally murder you." That was my "sex-talk", at the age of 13, right after my first period. When two teens are left alone to fall in love, nothing good can come of it.
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