growing up--part-6-of-10

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Growing up

Part-6-of-10

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Teen Years------We didn’t face the risk of STD that the youths face today. There was no AIDS epidemic, and the invention of the birth control pill hadn’t as yet freed women from the fear of unwanted pregnancies. Prior to the ‘pill,’ guys and girls were both sexually repressed, girls more so that guys. Guys didn’t have to face the public censure and humiliation of an out of wedlock pregnancy. Back then if a girl had an out of wedlock child they actually labeled it a ‘bastard’ on the birth certificate…Because out of wedlock pregnancies weren’t socially acceptable, the poor unfortunate girl was branded a whore, a slut, or worse. They was, more often than not, shunned and ostracized by their own families and church, and in many cases they were even put out of the house by their families. When they did receive any support from their families, it usually consisted of being ‘sent away’ to a distant relative to have the baby in secret and to put it up for adoption. In those days, when a girl put a baby up for adoption she almost never even saw it. They often were never even told if it was a boy or a girl…

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Because of the fear of pregnancy instead of engaging in sex, guys and girls were more into kissing and what is now considered foreplay. The more girls that a guy kissed the bigger stud he was considered. After a guy and girl dated for a while, she might let him play with her breasts and eventually her pussy. Once they were engaged, if he was lucky, she might even play with his dick… It was fairly common in those days for a girl to date the same guy all through high school, graduate, and a month or two later marry him. If the boyfriend were older, they would get married shortly after he graduated. After all, the girl was going to be a stay at home mother so it didn’t matter whether she graduated or not. Even if they’d dated their fiancé for two or three years, they were still almost always virgin brides. If sex did take place, it usually took place on prom night, or between graduation and the wedding ceremony. More often than not (even though the guy would rather die than admit it) the groom was also a virgin…

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That was another thing that I never understood. If we guys were all suppose to be such experts on sex and it was our job to teach our wives everything that they need to know about sex, and, if all brides were supposed to be virgins, where were us guys supposed to be getting all this vast store of sexual knowledge and experiences? Because Barbara had fucked the guy that she dated before me, by the prevailing moral and social standards (double-standard) that were in place in those days, had anyone known, she would have been considered a ‘slut’ and no decent guy would have publicly had anything to do with her. Oh, they would have happily fucked her in private. But, they would have walked right past her in the hall the next day at school without even speaking. In public it would have been as if she didn’t exist. Thanks to the good old ‘double-standard,’ she was a ‘slut’ for having premarital sex, but the guy was considered a real ‘stud’ for fucking her. I was even considered a ‘stud’ because of all the whores that I fucked while I was in the Navy…

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Then along came the ‘pill’, and overnight girls were freed from the fear of unwanted pregnancies. This freedom blossomed into the ‘sexual revolution.’ Coincidently, the beginning of this revolution is also about the time that Barbara and I started to have marital troubles and eventually split up… The only other incidents involving anyone other than myself were two girls in Junior High school. They got expelled and sent away by their families when they got caught messing with each other in gym class. That was how problems of a sexual nature, be it pregnancy or whatever, was handled in those days. The offending parties were sent away until things were forgotten and it was safe for them to come back. Except people in those days had long memories and things might not have been openly talked about, but they were never forgotten.

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To be continued…

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