sex

One day, when I was about 6 or so, while watching a movie on TV, I asked my Mom where babies come from. She told me that a man and woman get married and then they have babies. Several years later, my Mom told me that the girl who had been my all time favorite babysitter was pregnant. My response? I didn't know Tana was married.

Based on information, or lack thereof, from a book that my parents gave me, I used to believe that for a man and a woman to have a baby that they would just have to lie in bed facing each other and that the sperm would come out of the man, SOMEHOW, and wriggle across the sheets and SOMEHOW, get into the woman.

Once me, my mom and sister were sitting in our living room when Madonna's " like a Virgin" came on the Radio" I was probably 5 or6 and I heard the line "touched for the very first time" and at that moment I proudly proclaimed to my sister and mother that I was not a Virgin because I had been touched lots of times.( I am not sure How I figured out being touched made you not a virgin, but I did) I didn't understand why they thought that was so funny..
Thanks Madonna for messing up little kids minds..

I used to think babies came from french kissing. (just french kissing)

I had a friend in college who believed that testicles were internal. She has 2 brothers and didn't know they hung outside the body until we told her. She was in her Junior year at the time.

Around the time I turned three, I underwent surgery to repair a hernia. In recovery, My parents were horrified when I stuffed my hand into the bandages and became hysterical because the doctor forget to sew on a penis.

When I read the book "Where did I come from?" in second grade, it mentioned that you didn't have to be married to have a baby. I thought that meant that sperm could travel out of the man, down the street on on the sidewalk, into a lady's house and up the legs of her bed, through her sheets and into her vagina while she was sleeping. A couple of times I peered over the edge of my bed to see if any of them were coming my way.

I used to think sex was running around in a field naked.
I also used to think blow jobs just meant that you blew on the penis.
As well, I used to think that french kissing was something french people invented, and that only they were allowed to do.

My parents told me that a man and a woman had to do "something special" to make a baby. However, she didn't specify what this "something special" was, nor did I quite understand about pregnancy (I was very little). I'd also been told that babies came "from God" if you prayed for one, so I put the two together, and decided there must be some sort of special baby-creating prayer/ritual. I had vague mental images of my parents lighting candles and chanting until a baby spontaneously appeared in the room.

I was 13 when I discovered the reason for my confusion during a discussion about sex...my friend wasn't referring to a bunch of sailors when he said semen.

I used to believe that the sanitary napkin dispenser in womens' bathrooms were really candy dispensers that only adults could use. I tried time and time again to get my mom to buy me some candy from the machines, but she always refused, never really explaining what would be dispensed instead.

When I was a kid, although I was aware of the existence of menstrual pads, I thought that the term "sanitary napkins" referred to those little packaged moist towelettes.

when i was younger i believed that no one got pregnant from having sex for the first time and that coca cola was a cheap and efficient spermicide. needless to say i was far too young to try out these ideas and the back copies of Jackie magazine in our local library soon straightened me out. thank the lord.

I thought that oral sex just meant you were talking about sex.

I used to think that gonorrheoa was a sort of penile leprosy - that if you
caught it and it wasn't treated, your dick would fall off.

When I was (very) small, I recall my mother telling me that I'd grown "in
her tummy" before being born. Hence, I imagined myself being bombarded
with all the food that she ate. Also, I remember thinking that the doctors
had opened some sort of "door in her tummy" to let me out.